| I’m just a little defensive
|
| But I’ll be o.k. |
| tomorrow
|
| This happens once in awhile
|
| 'Till I’m back on my feet
|
| Once I get out of bed
|
| I’ll come to my senses
|
| Feed my head
|
| A double shot of caffeine
|
| A pair of shades can change it all
|
| Maybe Superman will jump the wall
|
| Whatever it takes to get on with the world
|
| 'Cuz I’m bored with myself
|
| So very bored with myself
|
| More and more everyday
|
| And I wonder if Marilyn ever felt this way
|
| We’re moving so fast
|
| Why do I feel so empty
|
| There’s clothes in my closet
|
| But nothing to wear
|
| It’s a mysterious thing
|
| The more that I acquired
|
| The less hungry I am but not more satisfied
|
| There’s India where I can chant
|
| Therapy to rave and rant
|
| Whatever it takes to distract me from being so
|
| Bored with myself
|
| So scary bored with myself
|
| More and more everyday
|
| And I wonder if Jacqueline ever felt this way
|
| I’m a little uninspired
|
| It happens to the best of us
|
| I know I shouldn’t take it hard
|
| But I’m so afraid this time I’ll never change
|
| Won’t shake it off I’ll just go insane
|
| More and more everyday
|
| And I wonder if Loretta Lynn ever felt this way
|
| I’m so bored with myself
|
| So very bored with myself
|
| So bored with myself |