She was asking me a simple question
I said I was fine, under the circumstances
And maybe confidence is key to making everything
Come off authentically
But each cut’s deep when you’re already bleeding
Lost in the whirlpool of circular reasoning
I stayed up for half the night
Thinking of why I get so tired all the time
And now I suspect I’m just narcoleptic
Or just unemployed
I’ve learned to be content with being uncontent
A blessing or a curse, either way its wonderful
See everybody has their price and I set mine too high
I’ve learned to let it slide
I’m happy as I am… as unhappy as I am
I stayed up for half the night
Thinking of why I get so tired all the time
And now I suspect I’m just narcoleptic
Or just unemployed … or just paranoid if being alone