I'm the Joni Mitchell song that you'll never escape
The subway stop and corner shop you avoid like the plague
You always like to play the victim
You're lying like a politician
Write angsty poetry and somehow think you're Hemingway
You're just a bitch with a blog who can't own her mistakes
Go tell your friends that I'm a downer (downer)
At least I'm not a fucking coward

At the end of the night
You toss and turn and hate me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby
At the end of the night
You try, but can't escape me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby

It's not my fault that karma made you an insomniac
I bit the bullet and baby, it bit you in the ass
My clear conscience is my melatonin (is my melatonin)
All the reds and weed that you're smoking
Can't help you close your eyes

At the end of the night
You toss and turn and hate me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby
At the end of the night
You try, but can't escape me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn, God damn—

(Baby, baby)
(Baby, baby)
Ooh-ooh, I've been in your bedsheets lately
(Baby, baby)
(Baby, baby)
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby

You'll get no sleep tonight
You'll get no lullaby
A pity, pity, oh
So tired you could cry
You'll get no peace of mind
You'll never dream at night
This city, city, oh
Does it eat you alive?

At the end of the night
You toss and turn and hate me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby
At the end of the night
You try, but can't escape me
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn, God damn—

(Baby, baby)
(Baby, baby)
Ooh-ooh, I've been in your bedsheets lately
(Baby, baby)
(Baby, baby)
Ooh-ooh, I sleep like a God damn baby

You'll get no sleep tonight
You'll get no lullaby
A pity, pity, oh
So tired you could cry
You'll get no peace of mind
You'll never dream in my
My city, city, oh
You know I'm sleeping just fine