Mr. Nothing Gets Worse

Yeah I'll make a crash landing on an army site, I'll

Step in your cake and I'll ruin your party

And if nothing comes out well I maybe shouldn't speak

And I'll live my damn life, fall down when I please

But you can't be with from [?]

Somethin' I said, the money on Friday

Every ball I know well they never did blame me

The door's slammed shut, you know it's never gonna change me

Nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard

Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse

Had my fall and I can't get up

My hands on backwards and my eyes are glued shut

Got lost halfway down the pumpkin trail

Threw in a key to my skeleton jail

Nothing but silence on my radio waves

Musta slipped my mind well today, today

Feeding our feelings to the ceiling fan

There's birds in the bush, there's nothing in my hand

Like nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard

Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse

Well [?] won't you take me to your room

Got a [?]

I swear that I read, I just bought a book

But I left it in my car, institutions are the worst

Forget all the kids with the college diplomas

Thought that I knew but I guess I don't wanna

Get ready for the worst 'cause I know that I'm the best

Like a child with the door and I'm just a sticky mess

Like nothing you've seen and nothing you've heard

Nothing gets better, Mr. Nothing Gets Worse

Come on, party!