Bored Games Lyrics

Sittin waitin for those three dots

Yesterday it didn't mean a lot

When life was stale, mate, but today my vessels' pumping like a speeding yacht

There's an empty square next to the queen's spot

And I think I'd like to fill it

We Connect Four levels deep and she be like, "I feel it."

All of a sudden it gets silent as a dead hearse

Constantly checking my phone wonderin' when she'll check hers* * (checkers)

Too much time on my hands like a horologist

I'm starting to think that I can't handle all of this

I tap my heel and ball my fists. And plead the fifth

And start chewing up the insides of my cheeks and lips

If it has sailed it was a decent ship

Who am I kidding man, have you seen this shit?

It's mollifying, full of peaceful bliss

But galvanizing when we're laying like the dreamiest of hedonists

Now I'm falling to pieces and bits

Now I'm fighting with leeches and ticks

Anxiety sucking the life out of my psyche, skull is fried and full of lies

They're multiplying like pita and fish

If I could be in the kitchen with you, know

That I'd rub a lamp and use all three of my wishes to do so

I'm dying to find you red-handed in any room holding

Any object but where you're at I don't have a single Clue yo

I don't feel quite right

My thoughts are like a blue note; my strings' too tight (I'm high-strung)

They're wrapped around her finger like rings, I'm stumbling,

Feeling like a puppet or a puppy lover plummeting

High investment like buying up all the properties

With the largest values in Monopoly

High risk like staking your entire score on a double Yahtzee

You could get in trouble probably

But this isn't any Trivial Pursuit

She got smarts, heart, humor, care, and prettiness to boot

Pound for pound she's not Apples to Apples, she's more

Wonderful than any of these frivolous fruits

I'm consumed by whats and ifs

Like what if my Battleship becomes a sunken ship?

What if I have to find another tongue to kiss?

I might be like "Oo, no*, Sorry, I'm done with this." * "Uno"

In my mind we're hand-in-hand, buying a family van, devising camping plans

It's fantasy, and my facade is like

"I'm fine and dandy, man! My life is Candy Land,"

While my silent soul's prepared to sing Duran Duran's

"Ordinary World." She's an extraordinary girl

But I'm afraid that I will find her in a mortuary, murked

And I'll be standing by while they transport her to the dirt

The more I contemplate the more my coronaries hurt

By imagining how awfully it could go

I feel as if I'm softening the blow

My ego drinks the fears that overflow. I need somebody talking to me slow

With my eyes closed sitting in a row of people

Fixing their attention on dimensions I don't know

If I could frickin listen in the stillness I'd be fixin' this

Dilemma and I've witnessed different instances of when that shit would

Work but I'm a I'm a dog that needs a goddess to be giving him a bone

I feel a buzz and promptly check my phone

A simple loss of signal that explains the silent tone

Everything is typical and regular, I'm shown

My Cranium will conjure crazy conjecture when left alone

It's always restlessness and never rest assured

I should be stressin less, instead the less is more

My mind imagines wild things when I'm ignored

These are the games my brain plays when I'm bored