Gotholympians - Andrew Bird

My pitiful sorrows have seen more tomorrows than yours

My rain really pours

At least more than yours

At least more than yours

In the depths of my sadness there’s a beautiful madness you see

It’s right here on my sleeve

You must not believe

I can see you just don’t believe

So I really have to say it’s all just so romantic

Cause I’ve seen the others try and they just seem pedantic

Cause when it comes to misery

When it comes to misery

When it comes to misery

No one competes with me My sweeping emotions have spanned the great oceans

From this fifty foot wave I just can’t be saved

O don’t even try

I can’t be saved

My pitiful sorrows have seen more tomorrows than yours

My rain really pours

At least more than yours

At least more than yours

So I really have to say it’s all just so romantic

Cause I’ve seen the others try and they just seem pedantic

Cause when it comes to misery

When it comes to misery

When it comes to misery

No one competes with me