Hanging off a chair and I'm feeling a little numb

Cherry gum, chew it like the night is still young

There's a guy in the corner who won't stop sucking his thumb

And the floor is sticky

I thought this was supposed to be fun?

I got these long fuck-you nails on from last night

And I can't believe I came home with all nine

And I can't believe I can't believe it every time

Oh my god, is this it?

(This can't be it)

Someday I'll water my plants

And iron my clothes

And everything in my house will have a special place where it goes

I wanna grow up but I've already grown out of it

They can call it "Heaven" but I don't like the sound of it

The less I'm like them, the more I like me

I paint my life like a masterpiece

Little high, little low

I'm happy although I'm no Bohemian Rhapsody

Uh Oh I know

Uh oh I know

The less I'm like them, the more I like me

I'm no Bohemian Rhapsody

Wanna move on but I keep on ricocheting

I think a little bigger

Than the tiny little space they try to fit me in

Where my next door neighbour bitches

'bout her next door neighbour

Where they say "I like you skirt" to laugh about it later

But I know what I want, and baby, I'll claw my way in

You win, lose, you some some, I'll still be entertaining

Please don't get me wrong

This isn't finger-painting

I'm focused on the magnum opus that I'm creating

Someday I'll water my plants

And iron my clothes

And everything in my house

Will have a special place where it goes

I wanna grow up but I've already grown out of it

They can call it "Heaven" but I don't like the sound of it

The less I'm like them, the more I like me

I paint my life like a masterpiece

Little high, little low

I'm happy although I'm no Bohemian Rhapsody

Uh Oh I know

Uh oh I know

The less I'm like them, the more I like me

I'm no Bohemian Rhapsody

I've got these nails on from last night

And I can't believe I came home with all nine

And I can't believe I can't believe it every time

Oh my god, this can't be it