Tell me that I'm wrong
And knock me off my pedistal
Of foolish pride

I may pout for awhile
But I take great comfort in knowing
That I'll just crawl
Right back up on it

And once I'm sitting back up
On my so-called cloud of wisdom
Don't ask me how I got there

I kind of just claimed myself as the leader
I didn't mean to but I elected myself
Queen of the Know-It-Alls

I don't know why it's so damn hard
For me to keep my mouth shut
I guess I just don't have enough self-control

And even after I push you off the deep end
Once or twice, by mistake
I don't understand why you come back for more

It's absolutely ironic
That I always open my mouth when I shouldn't
And when I need to speak up
I never do

It's surprising how angry I can get
At the simplest things
But when I'm being cheated on
I'm totally apathetical

I don't know why I can never change
My obvious hypocriticism
I guess I can't help it
Or maybe I just don't want to

I always ask illogical questions
At an inappropriate time
I could stop myself
But I don't

Watch me
I'm so out of touch
And so out of sync

That every single thing I do
Is off beat

Don't touch me
I may look all warm and fuzzy
But inside there's a cold monster

Who is sick and tired
Of being denied and oppressed
Boredom is waking him up

I'm not a dead frog
And you're not a biologist
So stop trying to cut me open
With your ice cold scalpel

Don't try to dissect me
There's a million drawers
That you could never get into
Even if you had a key

I'm like a puzzle
I have a million different pieces
And you'll never be able to put me together

Even if you tried every hour
Every day
For the rest of your life

Even I don't understand why
I'm so damn complicated


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