Mom asks "What's your problem with God?
Someday I'm gonna find out."

Well look at me, just look at me

I'm not into fiction
and there's no reason to believe

Put a dime under my pillow
and I'll try...


Try to believe
that tomorrow's got a reason
Try to believe
I won't be ugly next season
Syndication is knockin' on my door
Why would I want to believe anymore?

Guy asks "What's your problem with love?
I won't wait to find out, I'm gone."

Well look at me, just look at me

I don't read romance
and there's no reason to believe
Come sweep me off my feet
and I'll try...

chorus

Ask myself "What's your problem with you?
I just don't know the answer right now."

It's my birthday, and I don't even care

I love biographies
self-centered and they believe

Take my hand, walk with me
and I'll try...

chorus x 2

08/16/2004

Posted on 08/16/2004
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