My soul is not like a waterpark
It's big but surprisingly dark
It's not as forgivable as you once thought
You'd still be here if it really was
You really were a pile of rocks
On some planet so far off
How long do we even sit
It's good I can't remember it
Sometimes I get sinister
Can't always be like Arthur
Sometimes I just feel sinister
Can't always turn to Arthur
New Mexico where I ran to
And closed my eyes and thought of you
And all the time we weren't friends
The parked car we made out against
So you went home and shut me out
And I grew up backseats and mouths
And there ensued some other ****
I'm glad I don't remember it
Sometimes I get sinister
Can't understand Arthur
Sometimes I just feel sinister
Can't always be like Arthu
My soul is not like a waterpark
It's big but surprisingly dark
It's not as forgivable as you once thought
You'd still be here if it really was
You really were a pile of rocks
On some planet so far off
How long do we even sit
It's good I can't remember it
Sometimes I get sinister
Can't always be like Arthur
Sometimes I just feel sinister
Can't always turn to Arthur
New Mexico where I ran to
And closed my eyes and thought of you
And all the time we weren't friends
The parked car we made out against
So you went home and shut me out
And I grew up backseats and mouths
And there ensued some other ****
I'm glad I don't remember it
Sometimes I get sinister
Can't understand Arthur
Sometimes I just feel sinister
Can't always be like Arthu
