I want to get to where I'm going but I don't know how to get there
I need to think of something big but I can't escape my blank stare
I'm feeling dizzy and unstable like a hungry, old, diseased bear
I'm whining about the state of things but really know it's all fair
That dude in Silver Lining's Playbook is obsessed a lot with his hair
He says he loves her, she whispers "okay", then climbs up onto his chair