Lost and Found

Maybe I'll stick out on the pavement
 Under your sneakers I've been waiting
 To catch a whiff of something
 Wishing, hoping, praying
 Maybe I'll slip into the back of a limousine
 I must have skipped out of the heavens
 Cranking my ego to 11
 Me and my solo mission
 Hittin' and hittin' and missin'
 Maybe I'll make it to the back of a magazine
 Somebody pick me up off the ground
 Take me to the lost and found
 Somebody accidentally put me down
 Take me to the lost and found
 I know it's drastic but I'm jaded
 Mr. Fantastic, yeah I made it
 Too many hands are shakin
 Thank you, I love it, I hate it
 Too many kisses in the back of a limousine
 First it was vintage, now it's dated
 High definition, now it's faded
 This intuition doesn't feel like it's makin' a statement
 Without some lipstick and a head full of gasoline
 Somebody pick me up off the ground
 Take me to the lost and found
 Somebody accidentally put me down
 Take me to the lost and found
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 I must have blacked out in the basement
 Scratching my television, aching
 One sip of Kool-Aid got me drunk on the expectation
 And now I'm naked in the back of a magazine
 Somebody pick me up off the ground
 Take me to the lost and found
 Somebody accidentally put me down
 Take me to the lost and found
 I wanna mingle in the lost and found
 Everyone's single in the lost and found
 Somebody accidentally put me down
 Take me to the lost and found