Text: Gnarls Barkley. St Elsewhere. Who Cares?.

Basically, I'm complicated
I have a hard time taking the easy way
I wouldn't call it schizophrenia
But I'll be at least two people today
If that's okay

And I can go on and on and on
But who cares?

It's deep how you can be so shallow
And I'm afraid 'cause I have no fear
And I didn't believe in magic
Until I watched you disappear
I wish you where here

And I can go on and on and on
But who cares?

You see, everybody is somebody
But nobody wants to be themselves
And if I ever wanted to understand me
I'll have to talk to someone else
'Cause every little bit helps

And I can go on and on and on
But who cares?

It feels like the surreal life
But it's still nice, wish I could live twice
And I still might, if these wounds heal right
I see a little light even though it's still night

It feels like the surreal like
But it's still nice, wish I could live twice
And I still might, if these wounds heal right
I see a little light even though it's still night

And I can go on and on and on
But who cares?

And I can go on and on and on
But who cares?