Leon's Getting Larger - 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