The Good Ship You The Narcissist Cookbook

[Intro]
I hate this fucking song, I hate the song so much
I can't let it go
And I-I-I-I'm gonna record it, I'm gonna record it
And hope that that exorcises it from my brain
Because I swear to God, my brain just won't stop taking away on this fucking song
(Get on with it, fucking, get on with it)

[Verse 1]
I am
I am swinging from a seventh-story window
Throwing parties in a ten-by-seven cell
It's astounding, the lengths I'll go-oh-oh
To convince the whole damn world I don't need anybody's help

[Hook]
Yeah, I am waving while I drown
Don't bother swimming out to save me
I will only drag you down

[Verse 2]
I'll try to use your body as a life raft
Because if there's room enough for one there must be room enough for two
I sail the good ship You into the sunset
Sipping on savory waters 'till my liver turns blue