I've been learning a lot, I've been reading a book

I've been clicking in and out and looking it up on entirely different engines

I'm checking the box, I'll participate indifference

Different than I thought, I would rather eat a shoe

But it's a matter of kettle and the pot blacking out on the deepest of hues

I'm stuck here with you, and you're stuck with me too

It's a hell of a joke, do you really even care

One hand on the heart, one in the cookie jar, a thousand yard stare

I'm filling it out, I quit while ahead

I whimper and pout, I wind myself up, and find myself

Broken and knocked up, asleep at the end of the couch

Breathing from my mouth

So full of myself, there ain't no room left in the middle

So empty of guts, I might just bleed out any minute

I'm breathing in, but there ain't a reason for it

I'm not making it out alive