ils sont ceux qui vous détestent

Drying up in conversation,
you'll be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces,
you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit on you,
you'll be the one screaming out...

Radiohead - High and Dry