I'll get out your hair if I can get you outta my head
Please don't keep me up late and make me writhe in my bed
Was it something that I did, was it something that I said
Will I ever leave my house again I guess it all depends
I talked to my mom
She gave me some advice
I didn't really like it, I just listened to be nice
Seems like I just did another cycle in my life
Where I realized I was wrong and my mom was really right
'Cause the awful truth of life: if it's trite it's probly true
And there's probably exceptions but they're probly not you
And there's probably a reason that we can't find all the clues
When we put it all together then we won't know what to do
If I find my place I think the universe'll sue
So I marinate my brain in the universal stew
I flicked my right hand and a flower patch grew
And I stomped it all out cause it reminded me of you

I love you mom and I love you dad and I love you Sunny too
I love the dog and I love the cat and I love our window's view
See the problem is I don't love myself, I just don't know what to do
And I try to be so good for you I just don't know what to do
I love you mom and I love you dad and I love you Sunny too
I love the dog and I love the cat and I love our window's view
See the problem is I don't love myself, I just don't know what to do
And I try to be so good for you I just don't know what to do

Because I did a lot of shit that I can't even tell my mom
'Cause I don't think she'd still love me and I don't think she'd be wrong
And I don't think I deserve to feel the happiness inside
Should I let myself decide at what time I wanna die

I just want to get high to get my mind off my demise
But it just makes me think about it more like every single time
I don't want to be sober
I don't want to be high
I guess that just means that I don't wanna be alive
If you think the world is crazy
And you think that nothing can change it
Then I'm not surprised that you're lazy
Then I'm not surprised that you're anxious
You might as well just move up to the mountains and never do anything ever again
You might as well dig a hole in the ground and hide in it and never let anyone in
Ugh
I'd rather get slumped
Take a walk in the forest think of how I fucked up
It starts to rain hard I tell the sky that that's enough
But the worms down in the ground just laugh at me when they come up
I tell them shut up
You're a worm you don't know whats up
But as soon as they give up I cry until the woods fill up
And they get drank up
The world is a cup
I don't know for what god, I just know that we're fucked

I just know that we're fucked.

The awful truth of life: if it's trite it's probly true
And there's probably exceptions but they're probly not you
And there's probably a reason that we can't find all the clues
When we put it all together then we won't know what to do
If I find my place I think the universe'll sue
So I marinate my brain in the universal stew
I flicked my right hand and a flower patch grew
But I stomped it all out cause it reminded me of you

Reminded me of you

You.