Frankenstein Wannabe

Wish I could cut my brain up in little tiny pieces Stitch them back together I could be a girl Whose mind is fine I'm aright I'm fine Water in my eyes too many times on the weekend Got a lot of problems That I can't even tell my best friend Hi, trying not to cry I got no fucking idea where I am And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going I don't deserve the love that I'm getting And I don't deserve the love that I got I wish I could give you All the love you gave to me Wish we could be back in that fucking tree Frankenstein wannabe Don't got one original thought inside my head Won't be alone with myself even going to bed My pieces Are made of other peoples pieces My frontal lobe is from some Russian acrobat My hippocampuses-I can't remember A cup of this, and a pinch of that? My cerebellum is from a girl named Sarah But um, the only part of my that's from me Is the part that knows how to write songs I got no fucking idea where I am And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going I don't deserve the love that I'm getting And I don't deserve the love that I got I wish I could give you All the love you gave to me Wish we could be back in that fucking tree Frankenstein wannabe Everything's fine, I'm alright Everything's fine