Eleven O’clock

It's eleven o’clock

Eleven o'clock

And the deadline is anytime today

But I won't know by eleven o’clock tonight

Just like I didn't know at eleven o'clock yesterday

Oh good, an abstract theatrical space

Now I can actually think

It's eleven o'clock

And by eleven o'clock

Shouldn't I have earned a frickin' ever after?

I’ve done the workbooks, taken the pills

What more could I do?

How do I still not know myself

After all that I’ve been through?

I was working hard at a New York job

Making dough, but it made me blue

One day, I was crying a lot

And so I decided to move to

West Covina, California

Brand new pals and new career

I admitted that's where Josh lived

And that’s what brought me here

'Cause I was just a girl in love

Didn't want to be held responsible for my actions

I had many underlying issues to address

And I did and didn't want to be crazy

No wait, I didn’t did want to be crazy

To clarify, I got a diagnosis

A diagnosis

And I named the darkness

And though I knew I'd have problems again

I know I gotta move on to a new song

But I want to keep disco-ing

I wanted to be a good person, yes it's true

Be a good person, but better than who?

This medley just got super-intense

'Cause life doesn't really make narrative sense

It's eleven o'clock

Eleven o'clock

I need to end this song, but I don't know how

Eleven o'clock

Still eleven o'clock

Well, Rebecca, you've done it now

You ruined everything

You stupid bitch

Uprooted everything

And said you'd made a switch

But you're still a poopy little slut who lives in a dream

And doesn't know how to love

This whole journey's been a crock

In case you can't tell time, it's still eleven o'clock