Somehow I'm Not Surprised

Pressing your head in with antidepressants

The man who's concaving your soft temple beckons

He looks like the devil, just slightly less threatening

His head has no horns and his face is less wretched

He's holding your hand 'til you loosen your grasp

Suddenly his grip is a prison of his wrath

You know that you shouldn't, but can't help to ask

Your blood is the water that's drawing his bath

Somehow I'm not surprised

Somehow I'm not surprised

Every good good I offered to passes you by

Gods exude eternal

Angels don't deserve you

You still wear all of the scars on your body

You're spinning 'round and 'round with your still-dirty laundry

Biting your friends and they're turning to zombies

They'd rather mob elsewhere than hear that you're sorry

You know that you messed up, let's hope they forgive you

Maybe they will, but that's not the issue

The teardrops roll off of your cheeks 'til they kiss you

Cry 'til you blow out your brains in a tissue

Somehow I'm not surprised

Somehow I'm not surprised

Every good good I offered to passes you by

My guitar lays me down on a red button bed

And I tell all my thoughts to a Shure 57

I'm getting too sharp, so I'll use some corrections

I'm yelling too loud, so turn up the compression

You're pressing your head in with antidepressants

The man who's concaving your soft temple beckons

He looks like the devil, just slightly less threatening

His head has no horns and his face is less wretched

I'm begging someone just to tell me I'm anxious

'Cause my thoughts aren't valid, it's still confirmation

Unless it's a birthday or special occasion

To prove that the truth is an empty sensation

Turn off the de-esser, 'cause I like it better

The way I say "S's" sounds just like my mother

I'm pulling the thread of the hole in my sweater

Just keep that bad take, I don't care if I stutter

I've got it to here, the news I saw coming

It seems like my knees are too weak to outrun it

But I'll gun it, and I'll trip, and I'll fall down way farther

Than if I just face my disgraceless slow martyr