People

Nobody knows everything
We know this to be true
Everything is difficult
Except what's in front of you
But it's complicated even under your nose
Bullshit math equations
And your highs and your lows

And your manic depression
It comes and it goes
Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight or flight mode

How's the world so small when the world is so large?
And what made the world, could I please speak to who's in charge?
Everything is real, but it's also just as fake
From your daughter's birthday party to your grandmother's wake

And your bipolar illness, it comes and it goes
Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight mode

I've tried to know which words to sing so many times
And I've tried to know which chords to play
And I've tried to make it rhyme
And I've tried to find the key that all good songs are in
And I've tried to find the notes to make
That great resounding din
But there's a bad man in everyone
No matter who we are
There's a rapist and a nazi living in our tiny hearts
Child pornogrophers and cannibals and politicians too
There's someone in your head
Waiting to fucking strangle you

So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
People love you more, oh nevermind
Oh nevermind
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robsinson
The world won't care whether you live or die
You live or die
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robsinson
They probably hate to see your stupid face
Your stupid face
So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
You live in an unforgiving place