Well, everything I say is so wrong Like the smoke coming out of my bong And I don't know, where do I belong? When all of my ambitions are gone And every little thing means so much to me And every little thing tastes like a dream And every girl I see thinks that I am crazy But I hope you know that I'm not Everything I say is so weird My breath, it always reeks of your tears And they say that I'm too immature And God knows that it's only getting worse And every little thing means so much to me And every little thing tastes like a dream And every girl I see thinks that I am crazy But I hope you know that I'm not