It's getting so boring all these songs in my head
Don't know if I should do some more
Or say "sack it I'm going to bed"
And there's an aching inside my head
It's telling me " you shouldn't try so hard"
But after midnight, morning will come
And I'm still trying to figure what to write

(Chorus:)

They say those parodies are so tough, tough, tough
Well these parodies stink, parodies stink
They say those parodies are so rough, rough, rough
Well these parodies stink, parodies stink
And I say follow me, follow me, follow me down, down, down, down
'Til you see all my songs (see all my songs)
Not everything in this abnormal world is easy as it seems

I looked above the other day
Cuz I think this song needs another change
I write by the moon (by the moon)
If it's high play it low
If it's harvest go slow
And if it's full then go
But after midnight, morning will come
And I'm still trying to figure out what to write

(Repeat chorus:)

I'm searching for words I cannot think of
Why don't you don't you don't you come and help me?
I pretend to know what to say, want to make it right
That I can do it on my own without your help
I'm struggling, I'm struggling
Someone help me please
Where is the rhyme I'm trying to find?
It's all in me, can you see, I can't see, why can't I see, it's all in me

(Repeat chrous:)

Where is your logic?
What do you need?
Where can I turn in delicate time of need?

Where is your logic?
What do you need?
Where can I turn in delicate time of need?