Wind Up

I have a choice between the bat or the belt Each time I hear about the hand you've been dealt Spare me confession It's confession you sell Maybe I'll fall behind But I don't mind Because I'll catch up I want a song that's indelible Like manimal I hope you never see me wind up Will I be happy on the back of the shelf? Will you be happy when we're sharing a cell? Spare me your questions since you know me so well Someday you'll realise that I get shy And I choke up What is wrong with this animal? I'm terrible I hope you never see me wind up Farewell my sweet paramania My only promise is that I'll never tell Keep you at a distance from the things that I felt I'll bite the bullet Take the beating until I take it all back anyway What was I supposed to say?