I can't match my socks on the way to the door
And somehow my spoons always end up on the floor
I'm tired of trying so hard just to make it halfway there
And when I wake up later I don't have time to brush my hair
And I, I got this special feeling
That I maybe ill try today
I got lots of heart pains and I don't want anymore
Cus sometimes I feel like I might've lost the score
I'm tired of seeing so much just to forget halfway there
Where am I?
The smile lines on my face remind me life is fair
And I, I got this special feeling
Special feeling
That I, maybe I'll try today
I'm tired of waking up but too tired to stay awake
I wonder how many straws until my back will break
But maybe next week I'll come across my missing sock
And I just bought a hairbrush from the Walgreens down the block
And I, I got this special feeling
That I, maybe I'll try today
And I, And I
And I, And I