The Palace

It's only been three weeks and a bag of speed from Jamie the PhD
She comes by the front desk to leave my transcript with her edits
'Cause I don't wanna leave the Palace
At least that's what my true love calls it

Last night I wrote a poem
Man, I must have been in the poem zone
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head

Maybe I'll get a pet, learn how to take care of somebody else
Maybe I'll name him Jeff
But I think it might defeat the purpose
Living on housekeeping and room service
But I don't wanna leave the Palace

Oh, let's pay someone to move in and fix this
Last night I texted your iPhone
And said, "I think I'm ready to come home"
I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm way in over my head