Marbles Lyrics - Negative Qualities - Single Mothers

I'm losing all my marbles, soon blow a hole in this whole bag 

So if I start tumbling, don't be startled up 

Just try to get back some of my things 

Unfamiliar disorientation, 

Unfamiliar faces keep on buying all my drinks 

Try to talk about Matt and Miller 

Well, your bookshelf doesn't impress me 

I don't care about your first editions 

I don't care about your type writer ribbon 

I don't care about your punctuation 

Puncture wounds that you try to inflict me with 

'Cause I'm a hypocrite, and I'm okay with it 

I'm so self-aware, that's crippling 

At least I don't pretend 

My whole life is held together by book ends 

She all like bla, bla, bla, bla 

Something about McSweeney's 

Something about her thesis 

Something about its meaning 

Something about whatever 

Something like why do you gotta be so mean 

(x2) 

('Cause) I don't care about your first editions 

I don't care about your type writer ribbon 

I don't care about your punctuated 

Puncture wounds that you try to inflict me with 

'Cause I'm a hypocrite, and I'm okay with it 

I'm so self-aware, that's crippling 

At least I don't pretend 

My whole life is held together by book ends!