thank you

...for telling me you couldn't sleep last weekend and had a sprained ankle and had to go to the office to sleep because my friends played music too loud at my place while i tried to make them be more quiet and they dismissed my appeals in the drunken haze and i was too tired to do anything more about it and just thought that i'd let them be noisy until you'd come and complain and they'd see that they really disturbed someone and wouldn't be able to dismiss me anymore because i also like my friends and we were having quite a good time and because my friends also are important to me i can't go on protecting a person whom i assume could be disturbed but who never told it to me so i would be sure and also thank you for telling me all this a week later instead of just knocking on my door the night it happened so i could have done something about it then so you wouldn't have needed to sleep in your office in the first place and it's not like you live two doors down from me in the same corridor or anything no no no and thank you for making me hate myself for doing something that i couldn't have made differently anyway because you didn't say anything until now and i could ask you why you live in a student corridor in the first place if you want to be able to sleep at nine pm even on fridays and saturdays as that is usually the time when students want to celebrate having at least two days of freedom before a week of exams and assignments and lectures start all over again but oh well yes i can accept this argument as invalid as we all should just be silent and proper all the time and the people who'll burn in hell are probably the ones like me who enjoy being a bit improper at times with all the noisiness and loud music and laughter that comes with it all well that is probably all just wrong we should all walk about like ghosts in silence and go about our lives so quietly and carefully that no one would be the least bit disturbed (just to be on the safe side) still my opinion is that sometimes i need to have the laughter and loud music and noisiness and that there are others like me and we are all kids still anyway so maybe we go a bit wild at times and accidentally disturb someone and i'm not saying that it's ok but it would be a hell of a lot easier not to disturb people who'd inform that they had been disturbed but sure i can accept this as a terrible and stupid and immature opinion as i should probably know exactly how you are feeling all the time even without you telling me so sure my opinion might be stupid but it is mine nonetheless and i can't help having it so let's just say i'm an evil person whose sole purpose in life is to make you feel miserable with your sprained ankle and that i enjoy keeping you sleepless so that you have to drag your sprained self to your office to sleep let's just say that, shall we? makes the whole thing a hell of a lot easier to just point out the one to blame: me and the victim: you so both of us feel miserable you in your holy martyr-role while i just have to accept that my heart is black and rotten and feeds on your sprained and sleepless misery thank you very much

everybody's weird

so everybody came, but you're here to have some fun
and everyone's the same, well that's faster said than done.
and you're such a lovely guy, but it doesn't take so much
to get all there is out, all the dirt and all the sludge.

you're stepping on my sun
and it's such a lot of fun
better smile before it's gone
you're stepping on my sun

everybody's weird
everybody's a weird guy

and the liquor that you had
is playing twister with your mind
you've been artificially sad
but never naturally high
i was flashing on a thought
on a party in this town
if i said what's on my mind
there'd be not a soul around.

you're stepping on my sun
and it's such a lot of fun
better smile before it's gone
you're stepping on my sun

everybody's weird
everybody's a weird guy
everybody's a weird guy
everybody's weird

it's easier to trust
if it comes down to this my friend
i will help you if i must
i will kill you if i can
experience is cheap
and you know that in the end
i will kill you if i must
i will help you if i can

you're stepping on my sun
and it's such a lot of fun
better smile before it's gone
you're stepping on my sun

everybody's weird

'cause everybody's weird
and they all think they're god
but the biggest one they fear is that precious thing you got.
the fire in your eyes
is a subtlety i know
and you will not be denied
but the service is so slow

you're stepping on my sun
and it's such a lot of fun
better smile before it's gone
you're stepping on my sun

everybody's weird
everybody's a weird guy
everybody's weird
everybody's a weird guy

everybody's a liar

and sometimes that's just what they need to be.