I got a bad brain
From some junk DNA
It pricks at my mind
Like a needle in hay
My bad brain thinks hard
With a mind of its own
It tells me to leave
To be sad and alone
I got a bad brain
Flawed till death do us part
It mucks up my life
With regrets a la carte
I got a bad brain
But I've learned what to do
It gives me faint hope
Fresh as moist morning dew