Imagine you're in a snowglobe, right?
And all these people keep coming and shaking you around
It's above, below you, and then you're on the ground, the snow flutters around
Searching for a soft place to land
The person stares and appreciates, but not for a tad
Bit later they begin to shake more violently, and you begin to trip less valiantly
And then it all comes crashing down
You wake up in a cold sweat, it's 3 am, and you're still depressed
Why is this happening, where did I go wrong
Is God angry at me
Or am I just another sad song
Another sad, sad song
Just another sad, sad, sad, sad, song
Cause here we are again in this endless fucking snow globe
Round and round we're shaken, stared at like an alien probe
The snow's overwhelming, defeating every sound
Please, giant human, can you just drop me and smash me to the ground.
Then I wake up
I wake up and realize I'm just another sad song,
A statistic, a number, joining the millions who sing to this same sad song
Another one of them who cries to the sad song, who rants to their friends the same lyrics all along
Who hears the same melody every night while I'm trying to sleep
And the melody goes you are worthless, you are fake, and you make people feel meek
But don't forget about the drum solo, oh, no no no
Cause it reminds me of all the stupid shit I've ever done because I'm
Just a sad, sad song
Just a sad, sad song
Another sad, sad song
Piano at 3 am is my cowbell
I have a disease, and that's the only prescription
People think I'm happy, that's a misconception
My mind is a weapon
I'm bettin' I'll be done in three years
Or maybe I'll just be writing another sad song
Another sad song