It's not just that I'm so unprepared
'Cause lunacy is everything I need
It's just you'd think I'd grow out of this, wouldn't you?
It's not just that I'm selfish and scared
So take me to winter, as if it was discontent I'd see
It's not just that I'm selfish and scared
"Bye bye baby," Cybil says as she walks out the door
It's not just that I'm so unprepared
Heading off to pure-bread friends and happy ends
It's just you'd think I'd grow out of this, wouldn't you?
And anything to prove I'm disloyal
So my pets have left me in search of careers and richer soils
I'll live with the madmen there and pull my hair
Much better than it ever has before
You can bet that Hollywood looks oh so good
