Yes, no, maybe, I don't know
Can you repeat the question?
You're not the boss of me now
And you're not so big
Life is unfair so I just stare
At the stain on the wall where
The TV'd been but ever since
We've moved in, it's been empty
Why I, why I'm in this room
There is no point explaining
Life is a test but I confess
I like this mess I've made so far
Grade on a curve and you'll observe
I'm right below the horizon
Life is unfair
