I'm so sick of complaining about me What I want and what I get Is nothing new for me Maybe someday I will be free When it happens I know that it Means another need It's true, I'm mean Nothing cures my boredom I ain't fine Nothing cures my boredom Will I ever learn to be more me Will I tell you what I need That's how it should be Stop my self-pity and agony Listen to what's inside And try to make peace It's true, I'm mean Nothing cures my boredom I ain't fine Nothing cures my boredom I ain't fine Nothing cures my boredom I ain't fine Nothing cures my boredom