KC Rain

I was born a little sad
I never knew what I had
Mom and dad let it slide
No wonder
I'm never satisfied

I swayed and I swooned
I howled at the moon
Tied myself to the ties
No wonder I'm never satisfied

High in the morning
High in the afternoon
High in evening
When I'm sleeping
I'm with you

Like an old welcome mat
I’m filthy and I’m flat
Now ain’t that the truth
No wonder
I’m so confused

I only care about the cat
Some of this, a little of that
Fat chance I’ll sing the blues
No wonder
I’m so confused

I’m high in the morning
High in the afternoon
High in the evening
When I’m sleeping
I’m with you

written by Jeff Tweedy