I have this thing where I get older but just never wiser Midnight's become my afternoons When my depression works the graveyard shifts all of the people I boast and stand there in the room I should not be led to my own devices They come with prices and vices, I end up in crisis When is all this time? I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I'll watch as you're leaving Soon you got tired of my scheming For the last time It's me, I, I'm the problem It's me, at tea time Everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun But never in the mirror It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero Sometimes I feel like everybody is an art pro lately And I just judge them on a hill It's too hard to hang out Talking *** about your famous baby Pierce through the heart of 90's guilt Maybe I'm the problem, it's me Did you hear my covert narcissism? Like disguises, altruism Like some kind of congressman Tell her you'll be fine I wake up screaming from dreaming One day I'll watch as you're leaving And life will lose all its meaning For the last time It's me, I, I'm the problem It's me, at tea time Everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun But never in the mirror It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero I have this dream My daughter-in-law kills me for the money She thinks I left them in the will The family gathers around and reads it And then someone screams out She's laughing up at us from hell I'm the problem, it's me It's me, I, I'm the problem It's me, at tea time Everybody agrees I'll stare directly at the sun But never in the mirror It must be exhausting Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero Always rooting for the anti-hero