ATTENTION ATTENTION

Attention, attention,
come, give me your attention!
Can’t you see, I’m suffering?
My pouty face is all I have.

Prediction, prediction,
you say you saw it coming.
I don’t care if you don’t care,
all the world’s a stage.

Hand me a cup, Hon‘, I bottled my self-pity.
I’m coming undone for everyone to see.
I’m going down while I’m going nowhere fast
and hating my whole life is such a blast.
I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good,
no need to strive –
Baby, ain’t it good to be alive?

Suspicion, suspicion,
you think you have a clue,
but I’m the master of creating love,
good luck trying to object.

Fiction, fiction,
you can’t tell if I believe it.
I’m resitant to your good advice,
feeling bad is way too nice.

Hand me a cup, Hon‘, I bottled my self-pity.
I’m coming undone for everyone to see.
I’m going down while I’m going nowhere fast
and hating my whole life is such a blast.
I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good,
no need to strive –
Baby, ain’t it good to be alive?

I don’t want to like it,
I don’t want to like it,
let me tell you all about
how much I fight it.
I don’t want to hear it,
I don’t want to hear it,
I’m just fine pretending to be
anything but happy,
anything but loved
or anything but what I’ve been dreaming of
and sure, the struggle may be real
for others out there,
but leaving all the pain to them
would just be unfair.

Hand me a cup, Hon‘, I bottled my self-pity.
I’m coming undone for everyone, for everyone.

Hand me a cup, Hon‘, I bottled my self-pity,
I’m coming undone for everyone to see.
I’m going down while I’m going nowhere fast
and hating my whole life is such a blast.
I’m good, I’m good, I’m good, I’m good,
no need to strive –
Baby, ain’t it good to be,
Baby, ain’t it good to be,
Baby, ain’t it good to be alive?