Drowning headfirst in my blue life jacket,nPlucked from the ruse of a funeral casketnHear baby cheers when I'm wandering near you.nHow's the broken-hearted blues?nnDon't overthink when they say, I told you,nLay off the booze as the video blows you.nBring on the cheer, I want to be here,nBut, I've got this terrible problem.nnAll my friends had left,nThe feeling got sober.ni was a chef on the Red OctobernWho lost his spine, was paid to feel fine,nAnd just for ugly babies who are often unkind,nnI pushed away those concerts where the privilaged come to play.nI chopped down disciples who'd been clean for just one day.nDespite my attitude, was poised to discover,nI'd change the news to find but one jealous lover,nAnd I love her.nI do.nnChoke a man, Fanta pop,nEaster basket.nDos mojitos in la discoteca.nNot supposed to eat after midnight,nI think we have a terrible problem.nnDon't overthink when they say, I told you,nLay off the booze as the video blows you.nBring on the cheer, I want to be here,nBut, I think I'm turning into a monster, dearnnHello.nHello.nHello.nHello.nHello.nHello.