nobody knows everything, we know this to be true
everything is difficult except what's in front of you
but it's complicated, even under your nose
bullshit math equations and your highs and your lows
and your manic depression
it comes and it goes
your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
and you're in fight or flight mode
how's the world so small
when the world is so large
and what made the world
can i please speak to who's in charge?
everything is real
but it's also just as fake
from your daughter's birthday party
to your grandmother's wake
and your bi polar illness
it comes and it goes
your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
and you're in fight or flight
you're in fight or flight
you're in fight or flight mode
i've tried to know which words to sing so many times
and i've tried to know which chord to play and I've tried to make it rhyme
and I've tried to find the key
that all good songs are in
and I've tried to find the notes to make that great resounding din
but there's a bad man in everyone
no matter who we are
there's a rapist and a nazi living in our tiny hearts
child pornographers and cannibals and politicians too
there's someone in your head waiting to fucking strangle you
so here's to you,
mrs. robinson,
people love you more- oh, never mind
oh, never mind.
in-fucking-fact, mrs. robinson,
the world won't care whether you live or die
you live or die
in-fucking-fact, mrs. robinson,
they probably hate to see your stupid face
your stupid face
so here's to you, mrs. robinson,
you live in an unforgiving place
