Mars Volta - Miranda, that Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore lyrics

Somebody's screaming

looking at the ceilling

everything's so funny

I don't have the money

people don't even know me

but they know how to show me

Why can't you be nicer to me?

My pride is dying

I think I'm all done lying

nobody's sharing

so I stop caring

all alone and walking

nobody's talking

Why can't you be nicer to me?

Well the wind is blowing

where am I going

off a bridge and falling

nobody's calling

on the ground and laying

nobody's praying

Why can't you be nicer to me?