The aliens came nI paid them to take my brain nSo I’d forget everything that we ever said nI guess I should have known nIt wouldn’t work out n'Cause they misunderstood the plan nAnd they ripped out my heart instead nnEither way I wish you were here n'Cause you’re so good at misery nAnd I’d love company nI would nnThanks to my plan nOh so carefully planned nI can’t feel anything nBut I remember feeling everything nNow the CIA is slipping something into my tea nOr maybe all the stars have aligned evilly against me nnEither way I wish you were here n'Cause you’re so good at misery nAnd I’d love company nI would nnMy sewing machine, it can fix my jeans nBut I know nothing will ever fix me nSo I’ll blame it all on the mercury in my head nOr on the TV screen putting off all of that bad energy nnEither way I wish you were here n'Cause you’re so good at misery nAnd I’d love company nI would