Wrong side up

How I like to be

In my comfortable highchair of agony

And from here things are looking pretty f**ked up

Wrong side up

Buried in here somewhere is the reason

Maybe I don't care enough to find it

Just to appease you would be wrong

Just to write another song

Forgive this hole that is my heart that's had enough

Wrong side up

If you were not

Would

I still be

Now inside the ground a victim of this age

A little bit of nothing goes a long way

Maybe I'll find what's right now that

I'm Wrong side up