Pedestrian At Best

Album: Sometimes I Just Sit And Think And Sometimes I Just Sit (2015)
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  • 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 and I'll only disappoint you
    Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
    Give me 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
    Want bliss, daylight savings won't fix this mess
    Under-worked and over-sexed, I must express my disinterest
    The rats are back inside my head, what would Freud have said?

    Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
    Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
    Give me 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 dislike 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 phoney, I'm awake, I'm alone
    I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio

    Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
    Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
    Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
    I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny

    Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
    Tell me I'm exceptional, I promise to exploit you
    Give me all your money, and I'll make some origami, honey
    I think you're a joke, but I don't find you very funny Writer/s: Courtney Barnett
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Third Side Music Inc.
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