[Verse 1]
My friend Ryan
Offered good advice
So I took a slice
And sailed through to mellow skies
There is nothin' wrong with bein' nice
Unless it's just a front to get yourself by
And I can tell
So what the hell-ell
[Bridge]
I don't think I really need them in my life
Sometimes I wish that bird would up and die
Tear through Crayola skies
[Interlude]
[Verse 2]
And now I sit at home alone
Watch TV, mope on the phone
And Annie meets the moon
It is dawn in Paris though
I want to un-know the swell I felt under your hex
Your floral dress, your silver wire specs
[Outro]
Cindy moved to the other side
And there she lived as if she'd died
Death cult paradise
Why don't you end it where it lies?
I got home and had another try
But Ryan tells me all the time
He's got the same damn problem as mine
Minimal heartbreak feels nice
