Don't Call Me Jared Lyrics

I'm always on the fence with ideas

They don't even have to revolve around me

And it's not that I don't care

I just hate it when we disagree

Disagree

And even on my best days

A mix of clear and heavy fog

A Cold front pushes west

Like the weatherman, I'm always wrong

Always wrong

I'm always wrong

I can't seem to make my own mind

What to do with all this free time

I'm just waiting for the punchline

To justify this comedy

Don't bother going out of your way

The more you change the more you seem to stay the same

Now the days are getting shorter

Let's find a place to talk this over

Always wrong

I'm always wrong

I can't seem to make my own mind

What to do with all this free time

I'm just waiting for the punchline

To justify this comedy

Awful, self-trained, awful

Awful, self-trained, awful

Awful, self-trained, awful

I'm always on the fence

I'm done