Frankenstein Wannabe
Wish I could cut my brain up in little tiny pieces
Stitch them back together
I could be a girl
Whose mind is fine
I'm aright
I'm fine
Water in my eyes too many times on the weekend
Got a lot of problems
That I can't even tell my best friend
Hi, trying not to cry
I got no fucking idea where I am
And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going
I don't deserve the love that I'm getting
And I don't deserve the love that I got
I wish I could give you
All the love you gave to me
Wish we could be back in that fucking tree
Frankenstein wannabe
Don't got one original thought inside my head
Won't be alone with myself even going to bed
My pieces
Are made of other peoples pieces
My frontal lobe is from some Russian acrobat
My hippocampuses-I can't remember
A cup of this, and a pinch of that?
My cerebellum is from a girl named Sarah
But um, the only part of my that's from me
Is the part that knows how to write songs
I got no fucking idea where I am
And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going
I don't deserve the love that I'm getting
And I don't deserve the love that I got
I wish I could give you
All the love you gave to me
Wish we could be back in that fucking tree
Frankenstein wannabe
Everything's fine, I'm alright
Everything's fine
Stitch them back together
I could be a girl
Whose mind is fine
I'm aright
I'm fine
Water in my eyes too many times on the weekend
Got a lot of problems
That I can't even tell my best friend
Hi, trying not to cry
I got no fucking idea where I am
And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going
I don't deserve the love that I'm getting
And I don't deserve the love that I got
I wish I could give you
All the love you gave to me
Wish we could be back in that fucking tree
Frankenstein wannabe
Don't got one original thought inside my head
Won't be alone with myself even going to bed
My pieces
Are made of other peoples pieces
My frontal lobe is from some Russian acrobat
My hippocampuses-I can't remember
A cup of this, and a pinch of that?
My cerebellum is from a girl named Sarah
But um, the only part of my that's from me
Is the part that knows how to write songs
I got no fucking idea where I am
And I got no fucking idea of where I'm going
I don't deserve the love that I'm getting
And I don't deserve the love that I got
I wish I could give you
All the love you gave to me
Wish we could be back in that fucking tree
Frankenstein wannabe
Everything's fine, I'm alright
Everything's fine
Credits
Writer(s): Frances Garrett
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