I'm not fearless, not able to confront what I hate
I get used and tolerate it
What scares me the most is what I do to pass time
I grew up deceived, misled completely
A paramount mortal, so damned important
An incredibly good lie, the only kind I'm ever told
I've got a receding hairline, crooked teeth and alone
Please forgive the undeserving fits as families grew
Your first became his middle name
Your middle went to someone new
Saying uh oh, oh uh oh, do I feel entitled?
Play it again, Sam
Of all the boy's rooms in the world
She walked into mine, man
And as I try not to let her, I'm reminded that I'm not
Fearless, not able to confront what I hate
I get used and tolerate it
What scares me the most is what I do to pass time
I sleep all damn day so tomorrow will bring something new
A lifetime wasted on working
I'm not going out there again
If we can't avoid sorrows then fuck our tomorrows
I'm not going out there again
Tell the teachers and liars and newspaper writers
I'm not going out there again
If we can't avoid sorrows then fuck our tomorrows
I'm not going out there again
No, I'm not going out there again
No, I'm not going out there again
Such a curse, try to forget you're doing worse
And maybe old songs could prove me wrong
But I don't think that they can
How could I understand back then?
And maybe love songs could be as strong
As the feeling they suggest, but I couldn't care less
The world it trembles when I'm sober or at least I do
Naked Ginsberg on her wall, I pretend I knew him, oh
And now I can see I'm fucked completely
I grew up, I'm older, it's all a bummer
But I really can do better when I'm falling apart
Like the most positive leper, luck has taken me this far
And it wouldn't make a difference if I fumbled with art
Because I'm beaming with unoriginality