Sometimes I can't decide if I like to wonder Or if I like to know Because I'm tired of these illusions That are just there to confuse me And sometimes I don't know what to believe Or if I believe in anything And I'm especially sick of that Artificial, food coloring ******* Because your cupcakes aren't actually that blue You just want them to match the tablecloth And the waitress gave me Coke when I thought it was Pepsi Because maybe that happens all the time And she's tired of saying "Is Coke okay?"