Poor Old Me
The doctor hit me with some sedatives
He said, "You get it from your relatives"
Is there a reason that I feel so down
With my head in my hands as I'm lying in pain on the ground?
Sometimes I feel I wanna run away
Feels like a Monday on a Saturday
Kids on the corner always looking at me
I'm a paranoid mess 'cause of my insecurities
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
There's something in the water
It's got me by the leg, it's pulling me down
I feel the current getting stronger
Like a moth to the flame, I'm in danger and I'm 'bout to drown
I feel my body going under
'Cause I'm a victim of my own mistakes
I feel like crying to my mother
If this is a nightmare, then why am I wide awake?
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies, it multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
He said, "You get it from your relatives"
Is there a reason that I feel so down
With my head in my hands as I'm lying in pain on the ground?
Sometimes I feel I wanna run away
Feels like a Monday on a Saturday
Kids on the corner always looking at me
I'm a paranoid mess 'cause of my insecurities
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
There's something in the water
It's got me by the leg, it's pulling me down
I feel the current getting stronger
Like a moth to the flame, I'm in danger and I'm 'bout to drown
I feel my body going under
'Cause I'm a victim of my own mistakes
I feel like crying to my mother
If this is a nightmare, then why am I wide awake?
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
Poor old me, I'm so predictable
I can't be happy if I try
And when I try not to be cynical
It multiplies, it multiplies
(You know it's sad but it's true)
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Writer(s): Jonathan Madden, Ryan Hunter
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