[Intro]
    
            So

- fuck!
    N.C.

[Verse 1]
           
So unsure, bef

             
ore it's even 


heard
           
Never confiden

              
t in a single 


word
           
This bird, exp

           
ert in the abs

urd
           
Number one in 

              
life that has 

        
been deferred
           
It hurts this 

          
relentless int

rovert
           
But inversion 

              
only serves to

              
 put deserving

         
 on the mind
             
So I keep my t

            
ime, so far ou

    
t of line
              
And when the d

           
ay turns night

           
, I can't help

 but

[Pre-Chorus]
           
Cry so loudly,

       
 I slant devou

tly
           
Tell me what a

              
bout me is bui

         
lt so wrong?
      
There's so muc

h passion
              
But more I'm l


acking
              
I wish that I 

         
could c-c-c-c-

  
c-c-c-caw-

[Chorus]
           
But I falter o

              
n the forethou

 
ght, I keep on

 running
           
like a chicken

              
 with its head

       
 cut off
           
Achromatic twi

       
sted aeronaut,

 a birdbrain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

             
supposed to st


op
              
Hit me with th

           
e flap down, c

              
rash into the 

 
soft ground (F

oul!)
           
Ain't no fello

              
w feathers fal

            
ling for a fre


ak (So weak!)
           
So put my neck

              
 up on the cho

    
pping block, a

 birdbrain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
think my head 

            
is coming off
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

 
op
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

 
op!

[Verse 2]
      N.C.
So- shit-
           
So unsure, bef

              
ore it's even 


heard
           
I can't toe th

              
e border with 

     
my eyes so blu

rred
           
This bird, con

            
stantly overtu

rned
           
Ten-time unwit

              
ting champion 

         
of being spurn

ed
           
(So when you g

          
o, I won't cry

)
             
'Cause even th

            
ough it hurts,

              
 it's the thou

     
sandth time
           
Don't stay, 'c

            
ause I don't e

              
ven know what 

         
I'd do anyway

[Pre-Chorus]
           
I'm so damn se

       
lfish, I can't

 live like thi

s
            
So be my witne

             
ss, I won't ba

      
ck down
           
I'll play the 

    
hero, divide t

he zero
              
So I wanna hea

           
r you s-say… s

    
omething?

[Chorus]
           
And I falter a

           
s an afterthou

ght
             
I keep on runn

            
ing like a chi

              
cken with its 

 
head cut off
           
Apathetic achi

     
ng argonaut, a

 birdbrain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

             
supposed to st


op
              
Hit me with th

           
e flap down, c

              
rashing with a

      
 loud sound (F

oul!)
           
Apoplectic and

              
 pathetic as c

  
an be (Not me!

)
           
I put my neck 

              
up on the chop

    
ping block, a 

birdbrain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
think my head 

        
is coming off
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

 
op
           
Can you tell m

              
e if you think

              
 that I should

  
 stop?
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

  
op
              N.C.
(Why did it sound like tha-?)

[Bridge]
            
Is it all for 

   
a show?
           
In the golden 

           
hour you seem 

/
to know
             
no fear, is it

        
 really true?
            
That a bird li

              
ke me could ne


ver think like

 you?
             
Is it all in m

   
y head?
           
Is my ignoranc

            
e just manufac

       
tured dread?
              
When I've naug

           
ht but my prid

e
            
Can you take a

             
 look and say 

            
you like what 

         
I've got insid

e?

[Bass]
   
   
   N.C.

[Solo]
   
   
   
   

[Chorus]
           
And I falter a

           
s an afterthou

ght
             
I keep on runn

            
ing like a chi

              
cken with its 

 
head cut off
           
A counterfeite

          
d crooning cos

monaut, a bird

brain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

             
supposed to st


op
              
Hit me with th

           
e flap down, m

              
ired in the ea

   
rthbound (Foul

!)
           
Bilious baby b

              
raying babble 

         
bent her beak 

(What a freak!

)
           
I put my neck 

              
up on the chop

    
ping block, a 

birdbrain,
           
baby, I don't 

              
think my head 

        
is coming off
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

 
op
           
Baby, tell me 

              
if you think t

            
hat I should s

  
top?
           
Baby, I don't 

              
know when I'm 

           
supposed to st

  
op
      N.C.
Baby- fuck!