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Waited my whole life for some great big sign,
but all I get is nothing.
One more great big lie will make everything alright.
I'm my own ghost writer.
But who's to say what is weird and what's okay.
Is it me, or is it you?
I'm falling fast and I can't help wonder why.
All year long I've been thinking:
What
the
hell
is
wrong
with
me?
Don't be mad, I tried, tried to tell you why, all year long I've been thinking:
I
wonder
what
is
wrong
with
me?
People say I'm fine, but there's no way because I'm a big star falling.
But who's to say what is weird and what's okay.
Is it me, or is it you?
I'm falling fast and I can't help wonder why.
All year long I've been thinking:
What
the
hell
is
wrong
with
me?
Don't be mad, I tried, tried to tell you why.
All year long I've been thinking: I
wonder
what
is
wrong
with
me?
I've been thinking.