We Are Scientists

I know it's not my business
To be digging up these things I shouldn't know
Twenty years of bad descisions
Haven't taught me much at all
Seperate events you're making
Everyone pretends it's not your fault
And all of this offense you're taking
Doesn't really bother me at all

Twist my arm
Because that's the way you think you're gonna work this whole thing out
You know you own my body
But don't think that you control my mouth

Another textbook situation
Everything I think I know I've read
What's the point of medication?
It only makes me wish that I were dead
It's pretty clear that you are me
It's written here on every single page
I'm spitting blood, I'm not stupid
I can read it all over your face

Having every question answered doesn't help
When you're not supposed to know anything