I feel bad about the jacket that I've got in my closet
I know I used to love wearing it out somewhere Somewhere
I keep it in there because I know I'll use it
I'll put it on and I'll be happier on that day
No more disdain
Because I am the champion of a paranoid existence
Live my life on the whims of a mystic (oh yeah)
in a tabloid paper, where a rich man pays here
So I'm always pulling jokers from the card deck
I feel good about the humans that I've fallen in love with
I've not been here long but I think that I'm going to stay (at least another day)
If I stay long enough I'll have something to work to
If I stay too long I'll be driven insane by jealousy (I'm trying to change, yeah)
Because I am the champion of a paranoid existence
Live my life on the whims of a mystic (oh yeah)
in a tabloid paper, where a rich man pays here
So I'm always pulling jokers from the card deck
I remember woke up late mid-November
Nothing was wrong but I woke up in a daze (just one of those days)
I went outside. Said hello to the winter
It growled back and it punched me right in my face (put me right in my place)
I am the champion of a paranoid existence
Live my life on the whims of a mystic (oh yeah)
in a tabloid paper, where a rich man pays here
So I'm always pulling jokers from the card deck