Dull - The Moms

DULL he’s got me down again

He complains into the weekend

And starts all over again

Have you breathing out the window, oh

He told me I can’t be sharpened like a knife

Or be as colors are bright

And now I’ll decide how I will see the world tonight

He called on

I can’t, I can’t

Pick up the life tonight

So tell me what is it like to be so wanted

All of the time

DULL he’s got me down again

He complains until his birthday

'Cause no one knows when it ends

But that’s his fault anyway

Have you breathing out the window, buddy

Have you breathing out the window, buddy

He called me I can’t be sharpened like a knife

Or be as colors are bright

And now I’ll decide how I will see the world tonight

He called on

I can’t, I can’t

Pick up the life tonight

So tell me what is it like to be so wanted

All of the time

Now he told me I tried so hard

To be sharpened like a knife

But to be as duller as I like

And now I’ll decide how I will see the world tonight

He told me I, I try to be sharpened like a life

So tell me what is it like to be so wanted

All of the time