In lipstick on the mirror

Are the lyrics to my obituary

In iambic pentameter, followed parameterCross my eyes, dot my T′s

I was delivered holding scissors

I live deliberately, I'm a quitter

And a winner anyway

′Cause I never agreed to participate in this game

Won't follow my dreams

No, they've all got me waking up screaming

I can let them go from me

After all, there′s no "I" in team

And I′d rather be normal, yes, so normal

I suggest that we keep this informal

'Cause a normal human being wouldn′t need

To pretend to be normal, to be normal

Well, I guess that's the least that I owe ya

To be normal in a way I couldn′t be, yeah

C'mon, c′mon, and love me normally

If I could live in third person

Well, I don't think life would be much worse than it is

In the current tense, presently, this sentence ending with

Question marks or dot dot dot

Is it courageous or escapist

To leave the quarantine when you're contagious?

It may just be a cold

And besides I don′t wanna get old, yeah

I drank myself to death

To be the afterlife of the party

When the afterparty came

I was rolling in my grave!

And I′d rather be normal, yes, so normal

I suggest that we keep this informal

'Cause a normal human being wouldn′t need

To pretend to be normal, to be normal

Well, I guess that's the least that I owe ya

To be normal in a way I couldn′t be, yeah

C'mon, c′mon, and love me normally

Now this is the part of the song where I like to talk to my audience

I like to tell 'em there's something I want from you hep cats tonight

I want you to look to your left, look to your right

Your 12 o′clock, three o′clock, six o'clock, nine o′clock, rock around the clock tonight

And I want you to find those points of no return, those singularities

Those burning rings of fire in the beautiful pupils of the beautiful eyes of the beautiful

Boy, girl, neither, both, or in-between that you brought with you tonight

And I want you to tell 'em how you really feel

I want you to tell ′em that you love the way they so seamlessly, like-a-dream-fully

So beautifully, oh so dutifully

Jam that square peg in the round hole in their heart

I want you to tell 'em that you love the way

That they don′t stick out like sore middle fingers

That they crawl their way up the side of the bell curve

Stick their flag in the peak, and slide their way back down

I want you to tell them that you love the way that they're not maladaptive

Not malcontent, not malignant or maleficent, but rather that you love them

Exactly the way that everybody else is!

I was nothing before

So I couldn't have asked to be born

I′ll be nothing again

So what am I between now and then?

Is there nothing to fear?

Cause shit′s getting weird

So to God who made this man

You better have one hell of a plan

I'd rather be normal, yes, so normal

I suggest that we keep this informal

′Cause a normal human being wouldn't need, no

To pretend to be normal, to be normal

Well, I guess that′s the least that I owe ya

To be normal in a way that I could never be

Yeah-ah-ah

C'mon, c′mon, yeah, I said c'mon, yeah

C'mon, c′mon, yeah, I said c′mon, yeah

C'mon, c′mon, and love me normally

Whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah-yeah, whoa, yeah

C'mon, c′mon, and love me...

Normally