Alright, horns one, two, three
Ba ba, ah ah ah ah ah ah, ah ah
I wanna as bright like summer at noon
But I'm so used to being down
That I don't trust good news
Holes in my sweater that I've worn through
From fighting monsters with a feather
If I'm ever on a high i feel dizzy ‘cause I
I get suspicious if I get my wishes
Then something must be wrong
I know it isn't healthy and
But I sit and wait for something to go wrong
Something to go ba ba, ah ah ah
Something to go ba ba, ah ah ah
All this living's rough and there's
With no parachute on my back
Tryna makе myself feel better
I don't feel so easy ‘cause I
I get suspicious if I get my wishes
Then something must be wrong
I know it isn't healthy and
But I sit and wait for something to go wrong
Something to go ba ba, ah ah ah
Something to go ba ba, ah ah ah
Ba ba, ah ah ah ah ah ah, ah ah
WRITERS
ANDREW JAMES HOPKINS, BRAD HOSKING, JAY BAINBRIDGE, MATT BARTLEM