There's something wrong with the way you blink
It's making me think maybe I should replace myself
I'm always caught in the details so when they fail
There's something wrong with my pores
There's something wrong with the creases on my my eyes
Waking my mother at midnight
Is a constant I need to feel stable
I've been a faker my whole life
But I woke up at seventeen wondering
"What the hell has happened to me?"
What the hell has happened?
There's something wrong with the way you blink
It's making me think all of this is a vacant shell
I never knew I could see well and that you'd tell
There's nothing wrong with us now
There's nothing wrong with the lie you've faked to hell
(Calm down)
(Calm down)
(Calm down)
Waking my mother at midnight
Is a constant I need to feel stable
I've been a faker my whole life
But I woke up at seventeen wondering
"What the hell has happened to me?"
What the hell has happened to me?
What the hell has happened?
(Aaaah-ah-aaah-ah-aah)
Your tongue had little pricks all over it
Shooting tranquilizers in the synaptic regions of my skull
And you're growing old to me
And I'm growing old to new people when I lie, I'm fine
It's just a Monday at a time
A new mundane set of rhymes for you to listen to
When you
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you do
Couldn't hate me any more than you