I've got it all, most
I've got it all almost all figured out
But always when I get there
Always when I get there all the pieces they just fall apart

I can't hear you
I can't hear you talk about your dreams involving me
I don't believe
I don't believe that they are any sort of prophecy at all

What a shock, it's Mr. Sweet and Awful
Well, don't look so [bad word] off 
We all lose the plot occasionally

How consistent
How can someone so consistently mess up 
As much as every instance?
How can someone inconsistent 
Mess up so consistently?

What a shock, it's Mr. Sweet and Awful
Tell your gods I want to speak to their fathers
Look right now, I'm standing on my haunches
I got caught stealing from the lost and found

Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
Are you going somewhere
Or are you just walking through my walls?

Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
This is not a party, this is a crowd

Well hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
You see, you've got it easy, I've got my needs
You say what you got
Wanting what you please

Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
Hey there, Mr. Sweet and Awful
Carry yourself away with a delicious disease

I've got it all, most
I've got it all almost all figured out