Waited my whole life for some great big sign
But all I get is nothing
One more great big lie will make everything alright
I'm my own ghost writer
But who's to say what is weird and what's okay
Is it me, or is it you?
I'm falling fast and I can't help wonder why
All year long I've been thinking:
"What the hell is wrong with me?"
Don't be mad, I tried, tried to tell you why, all year long I've been thinking:
"I wonder what is wrong with me?"
People say I'm fine, but there's no way because I'm a big star falling
But who's to say what is weird and what's okay
Is it me, or is it you?
I'm falling fast and I can't help wonder why
All year long I've been thinking:
"What the hell is wrong with me?"
Don't be mad, I tried, tried to tell you why
All year long I've been thinking: "I wonder what is wrong with me?"
I've been thinking