Lord help me I'm so basic
They should put me down
Been trying to hang around with this crowd
Where that's not allowed
I got the wrong look
And I know how it scans
Just thought if I played it right
They still might let me in the band
I'm too old for feelin' how I am
In this economy
Trying to hit the lottery
When it's a scam
In dizzy motion
Still busy hopin'
I can open what is closed
While holdin' onto childish tropes
You know it
No one understands
Lord help me I'm so basic
They should put me down
Trying to hang around with this crowd
Where that's not allowed
I got the wrong look
It won't align with their brand
Oh no
Just thought if I played it right
They still might see me in the stands
I've got to get closure
And lots to get over
When these shoulders start to get colder
I say it's alright
Then spiral out and analyze it
The whole night
It's a process though
Try to see it
Philosophical
Feelin' unreasonable
What I've got is a bit out of season
I know what they say I can't start to believe it
Or maybe it's just all in my head
Growing poison trees from seeds of what some people said
Lord help me I'm so basic
They should put me down
Trying to hang around with this crowd
Where that's not allowed
I got the wrong look
Look I do what I can
I just thought if I played it right
They just might meet me where I am