Wind up

I have a choice between the bat and 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
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 the questions since you know me so well
some day 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've felt
i'll bite the bullet take the beating until
i take it all back anyway
what was i supposed to say?