It's silly how depressed I am
It's funny how you're supposed to be inspired
I really ought to give a damn
But isn't this a state I should desire?
Yeah, I abuse my feelings
Yeah, I'm drunk and reeling
Yeah, I'm sick of dealing
With the bipolar bureau de change
Yeah, I'm out of quarters
Yeah, I'm placing orders
Yeah, I hope the line gets shorter
At the bipolar bureau de change
Bureau de change
I filled a journal yesterday
I went to buy another at the store
I'm still not sure just how I paid
But now I feel too low to write anymore
Yeah, I abuse my feelings
Yeah, I'm drunk and reeling
Yeah, I'm sick of dealing
With the bipolar bureau de change
Yeah, I'm out of quarters
Yeah, I'm placing orders
Yeah, I hope the line gets shorter
At the bipolar bureau de change
Bureau de change
This isn't all I have to say
This isn't how it always has to be
But my simple joy runs out halfway
And sadness is my only currency
One black day for one idea
If the sun comes out, they won't see you