Pedestrian At Best

I love you, I hate you

I'm on the fence, it all depends

Whether I'm up or down

I'm on the mend, transcending all reality

I like you, despise you, admire you

What are we gonna do

When everything all falls through?

I must confess, I've made a mess

Of what should be a small success

But I digress, at least I've tried my very best, I guess

This, that, the other, why even bother?

It won't be with me on my deathbed

But I'll still be in your head

Put me on a pedestal, I'll only disappoint you

Tell me I'm exceptional, I'll promise to exploit you

Gimme all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey

I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

My internal monologue is saturated analog

It's scratched and drifting

I've become attached to the idea

It's all a shifting dream, bittersweet philosophy

I've got no idea how I even got here

I'm resentful, I'm having an existential time crisis

What bliss, but daylight savings won't fix this mess

Underworked, over-sexed

I must express my disinterest

The rats are back inside my head

What would Freud've said?

Put me on a pedestal, I'll only disappoint you

Tell me I'm exceptional, I'll promise to exploit you

Gimme all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey

I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine cyanide

I decide this internal diatribe

When I try to catch your eye

I hate seeing you cry in the kitchen

I don't know why it affects me like this

When you're not even mine to consider

Erroneous, harmonious

I'm hardly sanctimonious

Dirty clothes, I suppose

We all outgrow ourselves

I'm a fake, I'm a phony

I'm awake, I'm alone

I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio

Put me on a pedestal, I'll only disappoint you

Tell me I'm exceptional, I'll promise to exploit you

Gimme all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey

I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny