I'm miserable i can't see why you don't like that?
I'm breakable i can see why you don't like that
Debbie Downer got dressed, and i don't think that i'm the best
I should go, there's nothing i can throw
I'm displaying the pain that's eating me in vain
As if it'll go
Well i should remember to close the door
Cause they are more human than us
And now i'm starring at my eggs and my eggz are starring at me
And i'm starring at myself so i guess i'm starring at me
The thrill of the day was to change my handwritting
Maybe i could use some friends
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body
Oh would you take my hand to candyland?
Did you buy some time to save your speach?
I don't think you're crazy, i just thought i'd hate me
Yet they're dancing on a plain, sell hairspray to a bald man
A weathercock, i'm fragile you should knock
Hey yet, she only likes me in bed
My mouth does this weird trick
I wished id be you
Right there, out of the blue
It's so much fun we bleed from the same gun
And there is nothing i really wanna do
Well take my things back from the top
Cause i can't stand being alone
Oh
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body, poor body
Stupid brain, stupid brain, poor body