Jumble jumble
all at my house
come on over

sleep on the couch
can't even see ya
look like a mouse


Crumble crumble
the bag is brown

rip up the paper
to hear a sound
pick up the pieces

up off the ground

tumble tumble

on to the floor
roll over
until your poor

wave to me
I'm at the door


Why can't you be nicer to me?
somebody's screaming
looking at the ceiling

everything's so funny
i don't have any 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?