Doing the Most

You got a cut on your arm I bet it hurts But you make the blood come out To make it seem worse It's my birthday Thanks for coming You got me way too much And made it seem like nothing You got chicken curry That sounds good You got it way too spicy Because no one else would You just ran a mile That's really far But you're breathing really heavy Just to make it seem hard Doing the most Doing the most Doing the most You're doing way too much Doing the most Doing the most Doing the most You're doing way too much I went to your funeral Yeah, I cried But it was so extravagant I forgot that you died Doing the most Doing the most Doing the most You're doing way too much Doing the most Doing the most Doing the most You're doing way too much