My Own Biggest Critic
I was never the smartest kid in my class
I was never the coolest kid either
I was never the funniest, the prettiest, the most handthom
Heh, handthom- I have a lisp sometimes
I was never the most trustworthy
I have a problem with saving money
I usually can't really keep a job very long after I get it
I don't pay rent
I'm a picky eater, I'm impatient
I have an anger problem
My last relationship ended because I couldn't stop lying
And I couldn't stay faithful
I never said that I'm a hero cuz I think that I'm a villain in the greater sense
I flake on plans
I never finish what I started
If I ever drop this song it means I finally kept one of my fucking promises
And honestly
It'll be half-hearted
And that's just if I'm being honest
I think I'm hard to talk to cuz the way I interrupt
I think I'm hard to hang with cuz I need a couple bucks
I'm sorry that I'm bothering, I really hate to do it
Man, I hate to be a nuisance, but I gotta catch the bus
Or some other stupid reason
I'm a tad too friendly to the ones I know that hate me
Tad too envious of folks I'll never hang with
I'm a bad son
I don't call my dad ever
I guess I should right
I'm a loser, loser, baby
So why don't you come kill me
Loser, loser, baby
I think I'll go home right now
I was never the coolest kid either
I was never the funniest, the prettiest, the most handthom
Heh, handthom- I have a lisp sometimes
I was never the most trustworthy
I have a problem with saving money
I usually can't really keep a job very long after I get it
I don't pay rent
I'm a picky eater, I'm impatient
I have an anger problem
My last relationship ended because I couldn't stop lying
And I couldn't stay faithful
I never said that I'm a hero cuz I think that I'm a villain in the greater sense
I flake on plans
I never finish what I started
If I ever drop this song it means I finally kept one of my fucking promises
And honestly
It'll be half-hearted
And that's just if I'm being honest
I think I'm hard to talk to cuz the way I interrupt
I think I'm hard to hang with cuz I need a couple bucks
I'm sorry that I'm bothering, I really hate to do it
Man, I hate to be a nuisance, but I gotta catch the bus
Or some other stupid reason
I'm a tad too friendly to the ones I know that hate me
Tad too envious of folks I'll never hang with
I'm a bad son
I don't call my dad ever
I guess I should right
I'm a loser, loser, baby
So why don't you come kill me
Loser, loser, baby
I think I'll go home right now
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Writer(s): Mason Gutierrez
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