Look
I'm not Jordan
I'm no Pippen
I'm like Rodman on the Pistons
I doubt that I'll make a difference
All I want is some attention
You don't listen
I don't question
I'm not here to teach a lesson
I'm not ever here at all
You hear a beep you leave a message
Fuck a topic interesting
Shit I thought make you upset
And you can jump right off a ledge
'Cause I'm not fucking with your presence
I'm encompassing the present
While I point in no direction
Feel annoyed by every thought
Being deployed at my prevention
I caaan't pretend its fun feeling fine
I've never seen the fucking Sun
How come I want to get shine
I know how seasons defined
They sprout some leaves and then die
But I don't believe it this time
I'm undefeated inside
My heart was weighed like some muscle, well jaded
The love was tough to kill
I waited through the dinner rush ran up the bill got nothin' still
I guess I'm not what I'm fed
I heard a lot that's not said
Stop talking lies in my head
They don't belong
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in my head
I need someone to go in my stead
I need somewhere to go once they've left
I need something to hold for myself
Sometimes I don't belong in my head
I need someone to go in my stead
I need somewhere to go once they've left
Something to hold onto other than myself
I traced your eyes when they had sparkled the first time
I put the pressure on the mold full of gold
I fold the clay into the cracks of my back
But shit I've never had the dirt to fill this hole in my soul
It's what you wanted from the first glance
Water-colored first dance
Tapping glass slippers with a "Bold and Brash" mister
Missed the lines that I had colored in
Paint splatter covering
Fade into grey, my smile is paper mache
Its what you wanted
I'm chipping granite like I'm from a different planet
You see me winning, all my ticks are 3D printed, but
I'm Paul Bunyan axed up with a clear ox
Laugh at my jokes backed up from my xerox
Non-functional, too loyal to damage
You buy my promises on oil and canvas
It's what you wanted. So why you acting mad at me?
It's what you wanted. I'll be hanging at the gallery I'm gone
It's what you wanted
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in my head
I need someone to go in my stead
I need somewhere to go once they've left
I need something to hold for myself
Sometimes I don't belong in my head
I need someone to go in my stead
I need somewhere to go once they've left
Something to hold onto other than myself
