you play the role so much that you're starting to snowball and it gets chilly when you pack the ice around your stone heart yeah, you're words are cool but honey i spit freon you're a catch phrase slang term colored in neon and i can't pick which words to use predictable or cliche it's been taking up most my time, so how about blahzay or what about blah blah blah, or how about who cares or what about forgettable, well i like who cares see i'm santa claus with a truck full of row boats for all you islanders you can follow me but you got to work for it, i'm your secret admirer you clean your cleats, i'll run my mouth, and bite my tongue, so i don't bite yours i have a bone to pick, i'll crack my mandibles and ma**age your clavicle making mostly groundbreaking, and trying to write radical it's not safe out there with how you perroette and flare this is your dance lesson i give you permission to stare you're unique just like everybody else, you're so special you are your favorite everything, you're so special we're all convinced that you're one of a kind, you're so special won't you show us all that you know, you're so special we think it's rare that you know you're rare, you've got it all figured out
it's just that you're so unparalleled, you've got it all figured out cause you're unique just like everybody else, you've got us all figured out you are our favorite everything, you make us all scream and shout selling lemons to lemmings when all they need is a leader you probably grow lemons and are a cheater pumpkin eater honestly we're all your biggest fans, so cool it no one talks behind your back about how you're stupid and i'm not really sure if that says too much about you but i'm not the one saying it, i'm reading your tattoos you've penned quite a few phrases and you seem very proud or maybe it's just that you're telling me this very, very loud i didn't know we started spelling ego y-o-u but you don't seem to care that much you just confuse here's a nickel little monkey dance and play your drum you're chained to the cart but you don't want to run that's life though and we all have to learn to see through it you're so special and you know it, and you can even prove it see i've got no more wind for your broken wings i know it's cold in the shadows where they make you sing so i'll bring you this heater for you to warm your hands to i won't say anymore words and i hope you like my man too