Deluxe super what's up with me lyrics

what's up with me 

 would you believe 

 i'm not exactly what i'm supposed to be 

 a grand cliche on holiday 

 from what i read i guess a dead giveaway 

 a reluctant dilettante 

 with no favorite work of art 

 or beloved poem that i wrote in rome  or somewhere 

 i get every lesson a la carte 

 and a purple heart starved for air 

 je parle francais while i'm away 

 though i never have a thing to say 

 what's up with me complatency 

 far too obvious for you to agree 

 an idiot savant wondering if he's dumb or smart 

 struck by cupid's arrow 

 or a poison dart filled with fear and how 

 everything might fall apart 

 ending at the start insincere 

 what's up with me 

 

 born a scorpio 

 my deviations on display 

 well i feel all wrong though i'm a-okay (so they say...) 

 i know better than to act this way 

 hell i put you on touche 

 what's up with me   

 

 champs elysee 

 suddenly she's there 

 telling me that i'm to blame 

 je suis content 

 getting what i want 

 though i whisper the wrong name 

 au revoir 

 no small faux pas 

 thinking of you