I turned twenty-nine over the weekend You know you're not blocked, you still can call Did you hear we played the Garden? And I got my own apartment Are you in touch with anyone at all? I bet you never ever sit in silence You'll try therapists till one tells you you're great Or else it might get clear though That you're not the fucking hero And if you called, I don't know what I’d say I'm sorry you went crazy I'm sorry that I'm saying it so blunt Everybody says that you look happy But to me, you just look like someone that I used to love Okay, you're right, and we're all evil aliens And thank God you're here to save the human race from us So shoot me in my weak spot with your subatomic laser gun Now you're really all alone I'm sorry you went crazy I'm sorry that the money's what you want Everybody says that you look happy But to me, you just look like someone that I used to love I'm sorry you went crazy I'm sure it isn't any fucking fun Yeah, you've gotten good at looking happy But to me, you just look like someone that you used to love Hm-hm Oh my God, you really look like someone that you used to love