Charlie Kaufman - Younger Hunger

I spent last night on the internet

Tryna fill space in my mind

Having the time of my life

Then I looked up hypochondriac

Now I’m worried that I’m a hypochondriac

So ironic, my life is a comic

So Charlie Kaufman

I often wonder if

This is my story

Or am I the guy

Who walks by on page 25

I lose control

Every time you call

I fall against the wall

I let it ring too long

I let it sing my song

I can’t stop thinking bout

What you’re thinking bout

When I’m thinking bout you

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I don’t need nobody telling me what I’m tryna be

You put your problems over me

Not a diary, not a blank canvas for you

To paint me like you

I can’t stop thinkin' bout what you’re telling me

When I’m not listening

I can’t help it

You lost me completely

That’s why things are rocky lately

I can’t breathe when you breathe next to me

I can’t stop thinking bout

What you’re thinking bout

When I’m thinking bout you

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I spent last night on the internet

Tryna fill space in my mind

I’m tryna waste a little bit of time

Tryin' too much

I’m trying too much why try

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck

I start thinking too much

I start thinking too much

You stop giving a fuck

You stop giving a fuck