Love, Me Normally Songtext
von Will Wood

In lipstick on the mirror are the lyrics to my obituary
In iambic pentameter, follow parameter
Crossing my Is, dot my Ts

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 'cause they 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, yeah, 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 get that that′s the least that I owe you
To be normal in a way I couldn't be, yeah
Come on, come on 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, listen consenting
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 want to get old, yeah
I drank myself to death to be the afterlife of the party
When the after-party came, I was rolling in my grave!

And I'd rather be normal, yeah, 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 get that that′s the least that I owe you
To be normal in a way I couldn't be, yeah
Come on, come on and love me normally


This is about the time in the show where I talk to me audience and I
Like to tell them: I want you to look in the eyes of that beautiful
Woman or man or neither or in-between that you brought with you
Tonight, and I want you to tell them how you really feel
That you love the way they so gracefully and seamlessly, like a dream
Blend into their surroundings
Never sticking out like the sore thumb they so certainly could be if
They didn′t have the - what's the word I′m looking for? Compassion?
Decency? Common sense? Common sense!
To follow all the rules and regulations set by the society and the
Culture they were born into, and know that they belong somewhere,
As we all do - we belong right in that spot that was cut out for us
At the beginning of our lives. We really,
Really do - and look into their eyes and tell them: I love you.
I love you for - for who everybody else is. That's a joke from me

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 this shit′s getting weird
So to god, who made this man:
You better have one hell of a plan, oh

′Cause I'd rather be normal, yeah, 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 get that that′s the least that I owe you
To be normal in a way I couldn't be, yeah
So come on, come on, yeah, I said come on, yeah
Come on, come on, yeah, I said come on, yeah
Come on, come on and love me normally, woah, yeah, whoa yeah
Come on, come on and love me normally