The Whys

Why does everything gotta be so fucking complicated?
 You say your life is wild and I think that would be fine
 You say your life is wild and I wonder what that's like I think it would be fun
 it would be so fun
 Because when I get up to leave I hope you'll come after me but you don't
 So when I get up to leave but only me for me I think I know
 Why does everything gotta be so fucking beautiful for everyone but me?
 I can't make no sense
 I can't make no sense
 I can't make no sense
 I can't make no sense for me
 Why does everything gotta be so fucking perfect for everyone but me?
 I swear to God I'm a spider in a jar
 someone's shaking it then watching me
 crawl fast then slow but never really getting that far
 I'm All aloe cause nobody wants to sing about death with me
 You pronounce yourself a god then you
 make it happn what the fuck is going on
 you gotta tell me
 Cause there's no light
 no there's no light
 no there's no light at the end of my tunnel