Marbles

I'm losing all of my marbles Someone put a hole in this old bag So if I start stumblin' don't be startled I'm just tryin' to get back some of my things Unfamiliar disorientation Unfamiliar faces keep on buyin' all my drinks Trin' to talk about Mann and Miller Well, your bookshelf doesn't impress me I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends She's like Blah, balh, blah, blah Something 'bout McSweeney's Something 'bout her thesis Something 'bout it's meaning Something 'bout whatever Something like "Why do you gotta be so mean?" 'Cause I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends I don't care about your first editions And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons I don't care about your punctuation Puncture wounds That you're trying to inflict me with 'Cause I'm a hypocrite And I'm okay with it And I'm so self-aware That it's crippling At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends He's got a passion for penmanship A BA in the soft sciences And I'm just a drop-out without a clue At least I'm not incubated