What's wrong with me? what's sour about the situation any lovers knows forever's only clever phraseology used by the uninsured and the insecure to afford themselves time to explore their own morbidity It must be hard to live being so sensitive even though it's so hard to give a shit about someone else, you hypocrite And who's to say there's even space to move around as far as all that goes you've got to know deception as a form of self protection from the thoughts that creep up while you're trying to sleep, yeep you're probably better off being so blissful in your ingnorance Because I love when it rains on the airplane windshield because I love to see that cain is getting raised like cornfield because Michael Jackson never had his own childhood Because my rougn-n-tumble lovers getting numbers on the five mile road because I never once took a lover that couldn't hold a book of matches to the candle of another because my momma said so and that's all you've got to know that's my reason why It must be hard to live being so sensitive even though it's so hard to give a shit about someone else, you hypocrite