Zitty Mcgee

I've been Zitty Mcgee lately

An apple falls from a tree, not me

And it's hard to say that it's hard to say, hey

Anything

I was born

And the sky looked like the ocean

And the city looked like the stars

I was high

And you showed me no emotion

Like the sun does to the moon

I've been cold, I've been told

Not to share any of my happiness

I've been crass, I've been a jackass

But what can be sight of you?

I don't know what to say or do

I ask 'what's up?' and you say 'how are you?'

I leave to go to the bathroom

Sometimes I don't believe I exist

When someone calls me by name I flinch

The better part of my life in the firdge

Could it be what you see

Is something that you've planted and grown?

I'd oblige, I'd be gratified

If you'd accept the pimples on my face

I've got nothing to say to you

I've got nothing to say to you

I've got nothing to say to you

I've got nothing to say to you

I've got nothing to say to you

I've got nothing to say to you