Hearts of Palm - The Bird Lyrics

I had a pimple on my face
When I cut things off
And I looked beautiful with it on
But I didn't feel as pretty
When I walked away
And put on ride into the sun
There isn't a powerchord I could play
That wouldn't sound like this year
I wanna listen to the bird
That sits on my shoulder
But that would mean opening my ears
She'd say
You make a good friend to him
But he isn't looking for a pal
I'd sit down and wallow in the words
That if I heard I would know well
Fly off my back and into the pages
For the notebook for the class
I walked in late to soaking
Ripped all my pages up to shreds
Shreds
Of the morning when I woke up
With your head on my cheast
Or the
Coffee on our lips
You never cared what I let slip
I knew the fruit was rotten
But I took a bite
It was so sweet
Now my teeth are falling out
In my dreams
I don't wanna know what that means
They say a change is gonna come
But I won't know when
Keep the windows locked
Before you tear my room to shreds
Can I ask one thing?
I promise it won't be a lot
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself
Don't call me crazy
I'm only crazy about myself