What's wrong with me?
what's sour about the situation
any lovers knows
forever's only clever phraseology used
by the uninsured and the insecure
to afford themselves time
to explore their own morbidity
It must be hard to live
being so sensitive
even though it's so hard
to give a shit
about someone else, you hypocrite
And who's to say
there's even space to move around
as far as all that goes
you've got to know deception
as a form of self protection from
the thoughts that creep up
while you're trying to sleep, yeep
you're probably better off
being so blissful in your ingnorance
Because I love when it rains on the airplane windshield
because I love to see that cain is getting raised like cornfield
because Michael Jackson never had his own childhood
Because my rougn-n-tumble lovers getting numbers on the five mile road
because I never once took a lover
that couldn't hold a book of matches
to the candle of another
because my momma said so
and that's all you've got to know
that's my reason why
It must be hard to live
being so sensitive
even though it's so hard
to give a shit
about someone else, you hypocrite