Entertaining Thoughts
Flavor of the day
I'm tired of the way you write me off
I'm amazed it got this far
It must feel strange
Being some kind of demagogue
Waving a losing hand of cards
Over my head
Where do you get off?
When you're playing god
Entertaining thoughts
Of being someone's boss
And everybody fronts
Putting up facades
I feel like giving up
I feel like giving
A ticker tape parade
only for people that you hate
Bet it could last a whole damn day
That's what you say
And where do you get off?
When you're playing god
Entertaining thoughts
Of being someone's boss
And everybody fronts
Putting up facades
I feel like giving up
I feel like giving