I have this thing
Where I get older
But just never wiser
Midnights become my afternoons
When my depression works the graveyard shift
All of the people
I’ve ghosted stand there in the room
I should not be left to my own devices
They come with prices and vices
I end up in crisis
Tale as old as time
I wake up screaming
From dreaming
One day I’ll watch as you’re leaving
Cuz you got tired of my scheming
For the last time
It’s me, hi!
I’m the problem, it’s me
At teatime, everybody agrees
I’ll stare directly at the sun
But never in the mirror
It must be exhausting
Always rooting for the anti-hero
Sometimes it feel
Like everybody is a sexy baby
And I’m a monster on the hill
Too big to hang out
Slowly lurching toward your favorite city
Pierced through the heart
But never killed
Did you hear my covert narcissism
Light disguised like altruism
Like some kind of congressman?
Tale as old as time
I wake up screaming
From dreaming
One day I’ll watch as you’re leaving
And life will lose all its meaning
For the last time
It’s me, hi!
I’m the problem, it’s me
(I’m the problem, it’s me)
At teatime, everybody agrees
I’ll stare directly at the sun
But never in the mirror
It must be exhausting
Always rooting for the anti-hero
I have this dream
My daughter-in-law kills me for the money
She thinks I left them in the will
The family gathers around and reads it
And then someone screams out
“She’s laughing at us from hell”
It’s me, hi!
I’m the problem, it’s me
It’s me, hi!
I’m the problem, it’s me
It’s me, hi!
Everybody agrees
Everybody agrees
It’s me, hi!
I’m the problem, it’s me
(I’m the problem, it’s me)
At teatime, everybody agrees
I’ll stare directly at the sun
But never in the mirror
It must be exhausting
Always rooting for the anti-hero