Yeah
Mm, mm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mm

[Chorus]
Well, I was waiting on the weekend, yeah
I was thinking I'd be jumping in the deep end
I'm so sick of being decent, yeah
You were saying something, I was just leaving
I'm better off dreaming, yeah
I'm better off when everybody stops speaking
There's nothing you can tell me, no more
Well, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, no more
I said, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, oh no

[Verse 1]
Alright well
I step inside in my moment I'm turning faces
Every time I try to explain it my head is aching
They look suspicious but get 'em out of my business
I don't need a witness to tell me that I'm the sickest, shit
You try to dance, better pull up your pants, not a
Chance you can stand, cuz I'm way too advanced
I got, no reason to stop turning Jesus
Freaks into fiends when I'm setting up shop
With telepathy, deep inside your mind, you be tellin' me
Murdering your motherfuckin' self, catch a felony
Then come back to life just to tell your stupid ass
That you better be polite and
Treat me like a king, winter, fall, summertime, spring
365 'round the clock all the time, it don't stop
No matter what tomorrow gon' bring
I close my eyes and I sing
[Chorus]
Well, I was waiting on the weekend, yeah
I was thinking I'd be jumping off the deep end
I'm so sick of being decent, yeah
You were saying something, I was just leaving
I'm better off dreaming, yeah
I'm better off when everybody stops speaking
There's nothing you can tell me, no more
Well, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, no more
I said, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, oh no, mhm

[Verse 2]
Well
I'm out of pocket, I know I gotta stop it
I light a match and in a rocket
Send me up to Mars, have them motherfuckers all playing the guitar
Guess they are what they are, and my eyes be the stars
Coming to your planet but I mean you no harm
Don't nobody panic and don't ring the alarm
Bring me your info
Music I make, turning walls into windows
Human Nintendo
Don't try to play me, don't know what you in for
I am not perfect, I am a cellular phone with no service
I'm feeling worthless
Does anyone know how to work this?
Swear that I live in a furnace
Oh, that's just Hell
I wanna move though cuz I hate the smell
Don't fuck with nobody else, I get along with myself
Shit
[Chorus]
Well, I was waiting on the weekend, yeah
I was thinking I'd be jumping in the deep end
I'm so sick of being decent, yeah
You were saying something, I was just leaving
I'm better off dreaming, yeah
I'm better off when everybody stops speaking
There's nothing you can tell me, no more
Well, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, no more, mhm
I said, there's nothing you can tell me, yeah
There's nothing you can tell me, oh no, yeah