Sad, Lonely, Stupid

[ The Competition - Kimya Dawson ]

Took the shortcut to my grave...
Thought I'd reach there before you...
But to my suprise,
You were already present...
White daisies that piss me off,
Compliment your smell that turns me on....

You don't notice as usual,
That I am not in...
You begin talkin'
And ask me how i feel...

But hey, pretty girl you really
Don't know what you're talkin'...

Well... Sad, lonely, stupid is,
What I feel al day...
I can't tell you...
Guess you know it...
Yet you wanna hear me say...

Say somethin' different,
For al the voices that you slay....

I get up in the mornin',
And see the daisies on my grave...
I never see them wither
Cuz you replace them everyday...
Then I scare people downtown,
As I speak like the breeze....
But I can't talk to you,
With you i'm never at ease....

And you always suprise me,
By reachin' my grave before me...
And ask me the same things,
You everyday ask me...

Well, Sad, lonely, stupid is,
What I feel al day....
I can't tell you...
Guess you know it...
Yet you wanna hear me say...

Say somethin' different,
For al the voices that you slay...

I missed you the first day...
I'll miss you everyday...
I can't leave with you...
Some promise that I made...
But I wanna be with you,
Though you would never hear me say...

Sad, lonely, stupid is
What I feel al day...
Gotta live with certain things,
Even after you are dead...
Had I known this,
I'd be with you today...
Had I stopped myself,
This wouldn't be my home today....