I don't wanna fucking be here
'Cause all I do is nothing
Make some music, and lay in bed
And disappoint my friend
I don't feel like I should be here
'Cause fuck, I'm never noticed I'm blowing up, and that's pretty cool
But I still feel I'm fucking lonely
I feel like I'm just a problem
A burden on their chest
A chip on the shoulder, a nail in the tire The elephant in the room
Ain't been feeling good so often I don't know what's the problem
Sorry I can't satisfy you anyway
Look what you made me
I hope that you're happy
I hope that you're staring
I hope that you're laughing