I don't know what went wrong
But according to my sources
You called me a monster
But I'm not a monster
Said my heart was made of cardboard
You said it was an armored car
Said my heart was made of cardboard
I don't know what to do
Except pretend to be a breadcrumb
Could be I'm a peabrain
Or just a mosquito
But I don't feel like a monster
No, I don't feel like a monster
I'm authorized to say goodbye
I'm authorized to say goodbye
I don't know where to go
But the world is my potato
Practically the last time
I'll ever let this happen
When you opened up the archives
Washing machines ran for their lives
You said their hearts were made of cardboard
You said their hearts were just armored cars
You said my heart was an armored car
Well, you broke my armored car
You broke my cardboard heart
You broke my armored car
You broke my armored car
I'm authorized to say goodbye
I'm authorized to say goodbye