Lately my ambitions don't
Faze me, birthday wishes, oh
Maybe we go fishing on Sunday, some day
Baby, you're omnipotent, like

Daily I'm always open to
Waste me, waste myself, disillusioned
Don't give a fuck 'bout health
I'm by the fireworks, they set up at the pond
I see your tires work, I hiccup when you're gone
I get admirers, I set up with the con
I'm a retired clerk, I'm fed up with the song

I feel unhappy right now
When its you getting lied to
I say to you now, I get gaslighted
I'm so like unhappy now
I don't know how to count
All my blessings of you, babe
I don't know when I'm with you

I would rather choose a dare than a truth
That's what I'd do
You have no proof of what I could do
Would you like to run a mile with my shoes
Yeah, with my shoes, in my shoes

Why do I feel cold?
Why do I feel cold?
When I'm underneath the Sun

Why do I feel cold?
Why do I feel cold?
When I'm underneath the Sun

Why do I feel cold?
Why do I feel cold?
When I'm underneath the Sun