Big Fish/No Fun
I'm not saying that you shouldn't care
But the biggest billboard in Times Square
Can't fix your dad
Clear the air
Bring you back to me
And that doesn't mean you shouldn't try
Have a staring contest with the evil eye
I hear the other side has catering
And the metadata proves you're the real thing
But I could never figure you out
If it can't be counted, does it count?
'Cause when you're up, you're up all night (when you're up, you)
And when you're down, you're down
And when you're only halfway up
You're no fun to be around
You're no fun to be around
And the biggest fish in this here pond
Gets called a monster for a reason
I mean, I won't spill
Yeah, I'm no snitch
But I bet the minnows taste delicious
The freaky fishes with no eyes
The bottom feeder succubi
All God's creatives, meant to be
This ain't a scene, it's a feeding frenzy
And I could never figure you out
If it can't be counted, does it count?
'Cause when you're up, you're up all night (when you're up, you)
And when you're down, you're down
When you're only halfway up
You're no fun (you're no fun)
You're no fun (you're no fun)
You're no fun (no fun)
You're no fun
You're no fun to be around
And the saddest part of all of this
Is you have got the brightest gift
At least that's what you hope is true
When you settle up and leave the venue
But the biggest billboard in Times Square
Can't fix your dad
Clear the air
Bring you back to me
And that doesn't mean you shouldn't try
Have a staring contest with the evil eye
I hear the other side has catering
And the metadata proves you're the real thing
But I could never figure you out
If it can't be counted, does it count?
'Cause when you're up, you're up all night (when you're up, you)
And when you're down, you're down
And when you're only halfway up
You're no fun to be around
You're no fun to be around
And the biggest fish in this here pond
Gets called a monster for a reason
I mean, I won't spill
Yeah, I'm no snitch
But I bet the minnows taste delicious
The freaky fishes with no eyes
The bottom feeder succubi
All God's creatives, meant to be
This ain't a scene, it's a feeding frenzy
And I could never figure you out
If it can't be counted, does it count?
'Cause when you're up, you're up all night (when you're up, you)
And when you're down, you're down
When you're only halfway up
You're no fun (you're no fun)
You're no fun (you're no fun)
You're no fun (no fun)
You're no fun
You're no fun to be around
And the saddest part of all of this
Is you have got the brightest gift
At least that's what you hope is true
When you settle up and leave the venue
Credits
Writer(s): Roseanna Grace Tucker
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