On the dark side of my 30s, all my baggage at the Hyatt
High in the museum, trying to be quiet
Peanuts in the bleachers, rings surrounding Saturn
Cutting down a redwood, noticing a pattern
I like looking at the landscapes, women wearing big hats
That's just a clusterfuck of shapes, what's so pretty about that?
Hiding out in nice apartments, Catholic schoolgirl uniforms
I think I was suicidal before you were even born
But I have a lot of time
But I have a lot of time
Well you ask so many questions, I'm just making up the answers
I'd do anything for love is a response to Tiny Dancer
Hummingbirds can beat their wings 50,000 times a minute
I am your biggest cheerleader, your smallest violinist
I am late to everything and my OCD is clinical
I'm sorry I cannot calm down, it's a matter of principle
You think you should take care of me, that makes me want to let you
You put up with my tantrums, I'm the only one that gets you
But you have a lot of time
But you have a lot of time
Home for the holidays, I guess it means a lot
It's only been a year but I don't wanna give it too much thought
You watch your family drink the Kool-Aid, powerless to stop them
First time as an adult that you wish you had been adopted
I think it's time to go, curtain hook around your waist
Your face is buried in your hands and there's nothing I can say
Do my impression of John Malkovich critiquing food in prison
At first, it isn't funny, then it is, and then it isn't
But I have a lot of time
I have a lot of time
I have a lot of time
I have a lot of time
