Mm
Momma don't preach
It's a little off key
Don't think you're big 'cause I've been on my knees
I know two languages these days
And the second one's grief
It's deep
Gotta climb if it's gonna get peak
Like jeez, Louise
Little old me

Yeah, It's that thunder
It's that rain
It's that little bit of lightning in your brain
It's no wonder you seem strange
When you can't admit that maybe they're the same

Uh
You're no fun
You're no fun
You hate everyone
You're no fun (You're no fun)

Don't text it
I get the message
No balance
Runnin' outta credit
I like debit, buy it then I sell it
You hold onto everything, quite possesive (No fun)
Don't sweat it
Try and find a medic
Try a psychedelic
Let your mind dwell in
All the heavens
You can find a hell in
Quite telling
Maybe in a second I'd like to
Try and summon a nice mood
Blood all over my Nikes dude
You just come here and shoot little old me

Yeah, It's that thunder
It's that rain
It's that little bit of lightning in your brain
It's no wonder you seem strange
When you can't admit that maybe they're the same

You're no fun (I don't blame you)
You're no fun (I'm the same myself)
You hate everyone ( I can't change you)
You're no fun (I can't change myself)
You're no fun (It's all good though)
You're no fun (Cos it's all the same)
You hate everyone (Fear, bliss, love, hate)
You're no fun
You're no fun (Don't push me)