Simon Joyner - Scribble lyrics

Well, I wanted to suspend my disbelief And I wanted to embrace her untouchable friends But I ended up slamming my face on the sink Hoping somehow maybe I could change Everyone left the party Nobody wants to see that sh** Weekends are made for numbness Not your acute perceptions Not your acute perceptions Not your acute perceptions That's not cute, that's just not cute, she said My grandfather sang and he drank Hank Williams And he smoked cartons and cartons of Salem's But he never got fed up with life No, he was just struck down The dignified ascend easily But it doesn't stroke split away scars on his brain It hurts to watch a flower unfold And see the colors stripped away See those colors stripped away See them melt and spill but that's not No, that's not what he'd have said Well, I used to be an archer Columbus Connecting the dots on my television screen I explored the world from a single fixed point A lonely conductor of my own potential energy Now when I'm happy I savor sorrow I throw temper tantrums and I bust a move Inferiority ain't my pa**ion But it sure makes a clever excuse Yeah, it sure makes a clever excuse Yeah, I know it's a lame excuse I thought if I don't choose and I don't move Maybe I won't lose Well, my father is a human heart specialist But I'm just a heart worm that infests and infects My mother is a raging perfectionist But I just mutter with my tongue When I scribble with my wrist A broken record that's what everyone says Can't somebody shut him up? You've never been in love boy, you've just been laid You romanticize yourself, you romanticize yourself You romanticize yourself and it's just not good enough