I spent all my time learning how to defeat You at your own game, it's embarrassing I walk around like This is the last strike And i love being right Especially with you
Now I wake up early I ruffle, I lie in wait All your tragic fiction I always take the bait
But the margin's gigantic Am I happy or manic Does it make you feel good To just blend in with the wall
Everyone will hear me complain Everyone will pity my pain
You’ll play defense Evading the nonsense Does it make you feel good To watch me stumbling in the dark
You're smoking and laughing Untethered and carefree I will unravel when no one Sees what I see
You walk around like It's your god-given right You love being right You've never been wrong
