I get my God complex from my father
Nobody likes him, especially my mother
I know that is the reason why
He spends his life picking such petty fights
And I know that I take after
That’s why I don’t understand your laughter
I’ll try to write it off like I’m a realist
But it’s truly optimism that I miss
And I miss

I wanna wear my suntan like warpaint
When I was a kid
Hanging out on the weekends
I wanna feel good and love all of my friends
But I’m hiding out in isolation
Again and again and again

And I fear that I’m just too tired
Whole world feels like it’s on fire
And I’m going down without a fight
A slave to time and all its poisons and all its plight
'Cause there is no running away now
And I’m stuck singing to the same crowd
Try to tell myself I feel just fine
But what I really need is a little time, a little time, a little

I wanna wear my suntan like warpaint
When I was a kid
Hanging out on the weekends
I wanna feel good and love all of my friends
But I’m hiding out in isolation
Again and again and again and again and again and again and a