Kissing darker days
I need somebody to pick up the phone
A naked body to not feel alone
'Cause I'm way too young to be feeling this feeling
This feeling, this feeling, this feeling, this old
Every night I pray
I need a preacher to come save my soul
(I need a preacher to come save my soul)
I'm pretty sure it's already been sold
(I'm pretty sure it's already been sold)
Swapped at a pawn shop and bartered and bartered
And bartered, and bartered, and bartered for gold
It's kind of hard to be my friend
The drama queen who thinks the end
Is on the other side of every night
(Why am I like this)
It's kind of hard to be my friend
The drama queen who can't pretend
That everything is fine, when it's not
(Why am I like this)
Take the pain away
Take a Tylenol
Paracetamol
Fucking take 'em all
With a lemonade
On a summer's day
In the coolest shade
But I'll find a way
To rain on the, rain on the, rain on the, rain on parade
I do it over and over and over and over again
It's kind of hard to be my friend
The drama queen who thinks the end
Is on the other side of every night
(Why am I like this)
It's kind of hard to be my friend
The drama queen who can't pretend
That everything is fine, when it's not
(Why am I like this)
Why, oh why
Why am I like this
Why am I like this
Why, oh why
Why am I like this
Why am I like this
