[Intro]
      
    
      
    

[Verse 1]
             
In lipstick on

     
 the mirror
            
Are the lyrics

       
 to my obituar

y
             
In iambic pent

        
ameter, follow

 parameters
            
Crossing my ey

           
es, dot my t's
             
I was delivere

          
d holding scis

sors
            
I live deliber

             
ately, I’m a q


uitter
      
And a winner a

nyway
            
Cause I never 

             
agreed to part

icipate in thi

s game
            
Won't follow m

             
y dreams cause

             
 they all got 

             
me waking up s


creaming
        
I can’t let th

em go for me
      
After all, the

re's no I in t

eam

[Chorus]
              
And I'd rather

    
 be normal
        
Yes, so normal
            
I suggest that

              
 we keep this 

  
informal
             
Cause a normal

             
 human being w

            
ouldn't need
              
To pretend to 

   
be normal
      
To be normal
            
Well I guess t

              
hat's the leas

         
t that I owe y

a
             
To be normal i

            
n a way I coul

        
dn’t be
            
C’mon c’mon an

             
d love me norm

        
ally

[Verse 2]
             
If I could liv

             
e in third per

            
son, well I do

              
n’t think life

              
 would be much

 
 worse than it

 is
             
In the current

              
 tense, presen

             
tly, this sent

              
ence ending in

            
 question mark

     
s or dot dot d

ot
             
Is it courageo

             
us or escapist

              
 to leave the 

            
quarantine whe

            
n you’re conta

gious?
   
It may just be

 a cold
            
And besides I 

              
don’t wanna ge

  
t old yeah
            
I drank myself

             
 to death to b

             
e the afterlif

         
e of the party
            
When the after

              
party came, I 

    
was rolling in

 my grave

[Chorus]
              
And I'd rather

    
 be normal
        
Yes, so normal
            
I suggest that

              
 we keep this 

  
informal
             
Cause a normal

             
 human being w

            
ouldn't need
              
To pretend to 

   
be normal
      
To be normal
            
Well I guess t

              
hat's the leas

         
t that I owe y

a
             
To be normal i

            
n a way I coul

        
dn’t be
            
C’mon c’mon an

             
d love me norm

        
ally

[Spoken]
            
Now this is th

         
e part of the 

song where I t

alk to my audi

ence.
            
I like to tell

         
 'em there's s

omething I wan

t from you hep

 cats tonight.
            
I want you to 

         
look to your l

eft, look to y

our right, you

r 12 o'clock, 

three o'clock,

 six o'clock,
            
nine o'clock, 

         
rock around th

e clock tonigh

t.
            
And I want you

         
 to find those

 points of no 

return, those 

singularities,

 those event h

orizons,
            
those burning 

         
rings of fire 

in the beautif

ul pupils and 

the beautiful 

eyes of the be

autiful boy, g

irl,
            
neither, both,

         
 or in-between

 that you brou

ght with you t

onight.
            
And I want you

         
 to tell 'em h

ow you really 

feel.
            
I want you to 

         
tell 'em that 

you love the w

ay that they d

on't stick out

 like sore mid

dle fingers.
            
That they craw

         
l their way up

 the side of t

he bell curve,

 stick their f

lag in the pea

k,
            
and slide thei

         
r way back dow

n. I want you 

to tell them t

hat you love t

he way that th

ey're not mala

daptive,
            
not malcontent

         
, not malignan

t or maleficen

t,
            
but rather tha

         
t you love the

m...exactly th

e way that eve

rybody else is

.

[Pre-Chorus]
            
I was nothing 

  
before so
             
I couldn’t hav

              
e asked to be 


born
            
I'll be nothin

             
g again, so wh

             
at am I betwee

      
n now and then

?
            
Is there nothi

      
ng to fear
             
Cause shit's g

       
etting weird
      
So to God who 

made this man
           
You better hav

e one hell of 

a plan

[Chorus]
              
And I'd rather

    
 be normal
        
Yes, so normal
            
I suggest that

              
 we keep this 

  
informal
             
Cause a normal

             
 human being w

            
ouldn't need
              
To pretend to 

   
be normal
      
To be normal
            
Well I guess t

              
hat's the leas

         
t that I owe y

a
             
To be normal i

            
n a way I coul

        
dn’t be
            
C'mon c'mon ye

    
ah, I said com

e on yeah
            
C'mon c'mon ye

    
ah, I said com

e on yeah
            
Come on, come 

             
on, and love m

                
e normally
            
Come on, come 

             
on and love me

        
 normally