Yoda foresaw this cause it came from nowhere
I'm well unprepared
Lighter than aerosol that's stained into
The hair berets on the wall
The perfect contestant
All afraid and alone
I ordered by phone
All of life's secrets and a custom
store-bought, homemade piece of mind
Am I the s**er here for the punching?
Am I the only one dumb enough to stick around
Till the fighting ends
And the next round begins it can't be
Am I the s**er here for the punching?
Am I the last one left to admit
That I know the s**er in the mirror
Staring back at me
It's quite a collection of hearts you got there
In need of repair
Modern day aeroplanes are combing
Every corner of the sky
Hooked a detector to the lies in my head
Said I'm better off dead or buried alive
She could throw parties on my grave
She could make this whole town her slaves
She could dance upon my grave
Am I the s**er here for the punching?
Am I the only one dumb enough to stick
Around with all your high school friends
And your stupid split-ends and pig tails
Am I the s**er here for the punching?
Am I just too blind to see
That I know the s**er in the mirror
staring back at me