You’re undeniably stupendous.
You make me feel like my whole body’s a high five.
So why would I just up and end us?
It’s a deep well, but let’s take a dive.
I took a hard look in the mirror,
Hoping I’d find the missing screw that I knocked loose.
The answer growing ever clearer
Locking eyes with those sweet baby blues.
I’m lost inside this part of me
I realize I just can’t stop, won’t stop wasting all my time.
I know it’s such an old cliche,
But baby it ain’t you, it’s me
So long, kiss me goodbye.
Is it cool if I talk?
I don’t wanna be a babblin’ bother, but I’m bubblin’ up.
You know,
I gotta share that I’ve been living in despair in my own hell all alone upstairs,
And that act is whack,
I’m a big, fat bag of crap
With a sham smirk, and a fake laugh at that,
So I’m going on indefinite sabbatical
An Introspective venture meant to make a more radical me.
Maybe I’m a little bit selfish,
But I dug this hole myself.
It’s not on you, so pat your back son
You deserve better than a fractured fraction.
This fine reflection’s got me flexin’
Done with the wrecked head neglectin’
Baby, you’re a catch but I caught what I want
And he’s got two thumbs and he looks this hot.
I’m lost inside this part of me
I realize I just can’t stop, won’t stop wasting all my time.
I know it’s such an old cliche,
But baby it ain’t you, it’s me
So long, kiss me goodbye.
Now listen up, shorty.
I know you’re hopin’ for the day I stop pokin’ holes in every possibility that might bring me peace.
I never meant to be a never ending lemon squeeze in those sizable eyes,
But surprise surprise,
This doggone body’s got a silly oblongaty,
And he needs me, baby.
I think I’m losing my head,
But he’s in unison with every thought I got,
No need to speak,
In sync in every way.
We’re jinxin’ day and night and owing colas left and right,
Believe me, this isn’t easy.
Nobody loves me like you do, but
I gotta love me too.
Mama mia, I’ma need a shrink.
I’m lost inside this part of me
I realize I just can’t stop, won’t stop wasting all my time.
I know it’s such an old cliche,
But baby it ain’t you, it’s me, I mean it.
No hyperbole, no really.
You’re not listening. It’s literally me.