I have this thing where I get older But just never wiser Midnights become my afternoons When my depression works the graveyard shift All of the people I’ve ghosted Stand there in the room I should not be left to my own devices They come with prices and vices I end up in crisis I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I’ll watch as you’re leaving Life will lose all its meaning It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me At tea time, everybody agrees I’ll stare directly in the sun But never in the mirror It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero.
Sometimes I feel like everybody is a sexy baby And I’m the monster on the hill Too big to hang out Slowly lurching toward your favorite city Pierced through the heart But never killed Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism Like some kind of congressman? I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I’ll watch as you’re leaving Life will lose all its meaning
It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me At tea time, everybody agrees I’ll stare directly in the sun But never in the mirror It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero. I have this dream my daughter in-law Kills me for the money She thinks I left her in the will The family gathers round And reads it and then someone is screaming “He’s laughing up at us from hell” It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me At tea (tea) time (time), everybody agrees Everybody agrees Oh everybody agrees
It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me At teatime, everybody agrees I’ll stare directly in the sun But never in the mirror. It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero.