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 It's me Me Sometimes I feel like everybody is a sexy baby I am the monster on the hill Too big to hang out, slowly lurching toward your favorite city Pierced through the heart but never killed It's me Me I have this dream, my daughter-in-law kills me for the money She thinks I left them in the will The family gathers 'round and reads it and then someone screams out He's laughing up at us from hell It's me (It's me) (It's me) It's me, hi I'm the problem, it's me At teatime, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the Sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero I should not be left to my own devices They come with prices and vices I end up in crisis 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 or lose all this meaning It's me, hi I'm the problem, it's me At teatime, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the Sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero It's me, hi I'm the problem, it's me At teatime, everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the Sun but never in the mirror It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero