Smarten Up Sam

I feel deprived and I’m thinking
The noises that I’m making
The people who I live with are always uptight
And as a means to smarten up
I try to play a little softer
From singing very loud
To singing falsetto
Or an octave down
Supersonic hearing
A finger picking noise
And they’re all annoyed
I’m not trying to be a victim
My ringer’s on low
Nobody’s over
I’m alone, solo
Don’t wanna be a dick
Don’t wanna make you mad
But I just can’t quit
Sorry I’ll shut the fuck up
As a means to smarten up
And there’s nothing that’ll put an end
To the fact that I think you’re being
Completely selfish
Even though I know your logic’s
Always made sense to me
And I guess I’ll just have to
Sit myself down and
Teach myself some discipline
Ya ya sorry I’ll shut the fuck up
I’ll smarten up