i'm high but i'm falling
and i thought i'd be alright fuck why can't i get it right?
but no matter what i say every night and every day
it never makes you happy
so why shouldn't i be happy?
i'm telling you i've done everything that you've asked
so why, oh please, tell me dear does that makes me an ass?
your words are twisting and they're turning and it's getting me confused
your attitude's so bitter it's likely you'll give me a bruise
you gave me hard blows with your proverbial blows
then you gave me a high brighter than a metaphorical sky
but now i'm falling