I'm the Joni Mitchell song that you'll never escape The subway stop and corner shop you avoid like the plague You always like to play the victim You're lying like a politician Write angsty poetry and somehow think you're Hemingway You're just a bitch with a blog who can't own her mistakes Go tell your friends that I'm a downer (downer) At least I'm not a fucking coward At the end of the night You toss and turn and hate me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby At the end of the night You try, but can't escape me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby It's not my fault that karma made you an insomniac I bit the bullet and baby, it bit you in the ass My clear conscience is my melatonin (is my melatonin) All the reds and weed that you're smoking Can't help you close your eyes At the end of the night You toss and turn and hate me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby At the end of the night You try, but can't escape me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn, God damn— (Baby, baby) (Baby, baby) Ooh-ooh, I've been in your bedsheets lately (Baby, baby) (Baby, baby) Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby You'll get no sleep tonight You'll get no lullaby A pity, pity, oh So tired you could cry You'll get no peace of mind You'll never dream at night This city, city, oh Does it eat you alive? At the end of the night You toss and turn and hate me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby At the end of the night You try, but can't escape me Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn, God damn— (Baby, baby) (Baby, baby) Ooh-ooh, I've been in your bedsheets lately (Baby, baby) (Baby, baby) Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby You'll get no sleep tonight You'll get no lullaby A pity, pity, oh So tired you could cry You'll get no peace of mind You'll never dream in my My city, city, oh You know I'm sleeping just fine