Dead Bonsai

Mondays, I stay home and fade away

Sit here feeling sad about my pathetic little existence

I'm not very relevant

No one wants to know me

And that's okay, that's okay

Triads make me happy

Especially when they're in major tonality

I get sick and tired of all your fancy little jazz chords

They're not really little

They're actually quite extensive

But I guess that's okay

Guess that's okay

Guess that's okay

Guess that's okay

I miss coffee

I'm too sleepy

I'm too whingey

I should know I'm lucky

The fake flowers on my bookshelf are good cause they never die

I wish that my real plants were the same and never died

I'm sorry I killed your bonsai

I'm just really careless and it's not okay

It's not okay

It's not okay

It's not okay

I miss coffee

I'm too sleepy

I'm too whingey

I should know I'm lucky

I miss coffee

I'm too sleepy

I get lonely

I should know I'm lucky