You couldnt possibly understand
Im happier when things are falling apart at the seems
And youd never know just by looking at me
And Im strung out on the future
And burnt out on the past
Sometimes Id rather just burn this place right to the ground
And yknow it just may be me
But the parking lot with all those creeps
Keeps me convincing me myself Im completely sane
With sleep over rated
And my ideal outdated
I know that I wouldnt have it any other way
And I cant explain what this place races through my mind