Marbles

I'm losing all of my marbles
 Someone put a hole in this old bag
 So if I start stumblin' don't be startled
 I'm just tryin' to get back some of my things
 Unfamiliar disorientation
 Unfamiliar faces keep on buyin' all my drinks
 Trin' to talk about Mann and Miller
 Well, your bookshelf doesn't impress me
 I don't care about your first editions
 And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons
 I don't care about your punctuation
 Puncture wounds
 That you're trying to inflict me with
 'Cause I'm a hypocrite
 And I'm okay with it
 And I'm so self-aware
 That it's crippling
 At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends
 She's like
 Blah, balh, blah, blah
 Something 'bout McSweeney's
 Something 'bout her thesis
 Something 'bout it's meaning
 Something 'bout whatever
 Something like
 "Why do you gotta be so mean?"
 'Cause I don't care about your first editions
 And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons
 I don't care about your punctuation
 Puncture wounds
 That you're trying to inflict me with
 'Cause I'm a hypocrite
 And I'm okay with it
 And I'm so self-aware
 That it's crippling
 At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends
 I don't care about your first editions
 And I don't care about your typewriter ribbons
 I don't care about your punctuation
 Puncture wounds
 That you're trying to inflict me with
 'Cause I'm a hypocrite
 And I'm okay with it
 And I'm so self-aware
 That it's crippling
 At least I don't pretend my whole life's held together by bookends
 He's got a passion for penmanship
 A BA in the soft sciences
 And I'm just a drop-out without a clue
 At least I'm not incubated