Jumble jumble
  all at my house
  come on over
  sleep on the couch
  can't even see ya
  look like a mouse
    Crumble crumble
  the bag is brown
  rip up the paper
  to hear a sound
  pick up the pieces
  up off the ground
    tumble tumble
  on to the floor
  roll over
  until your poor
  wave to me
  I'm at the door
    Why can't you be nicer to me?
  somebody's screaming
  looking at the ceiling
  everything's so funny
  i don't have any money
  people don't even know me
  but they know how to show me
    why can't you be nicer to me?
    my pride is dying
  i think i'm all done lying
  nobody's sharing
  so i stop caring
  all alone and walking
  nobody's talking
    why can't you be nicer to me?
    well the wind is blowing
  where am i going
  off a bridge and falling
  nobody's calling
  on the ground and laying
  nobody's praying
    why can't you be nicer to me?