at least i'm self aware
I love to pass the blame around blame it on my shitty head
That I fully could control if I just took my meds
But I'll say it's too much work then complain to my friends
About how no one really likes me and I'm better off
Lying in my bed at three in the morning
And I'm mourning
Every friend I've lost without any warning
Cause I'm boring
I'm full of self pity never good enough
Life's so rough
Pretend my shit's together just to switch it up
Fuck the real stuff
Cause I fuck up consistently
Never happy with the things that are in front of me
Feel like I'm losing all my sanity
Guess I'll never be the person that I'm made to be
Guess I'm dramatic again, they said they can't hang out
Not that they dislike me or they're using me for clout
But my brain twists it around, god I want to shout
Just tell me that you hate me, confirm my self doubt
Lying in my bed at three in the morning
And I'm mourning
Every friend I've lost without any warning
Cause I'm boring
I'm full of self pity never good enough
Life's so rough
Pretend my shits together just to switch it up
Fuck the real stuff
Cause I fuck up consistently
Never happy with the things that are in front of me
Feel like I'm losing all my sanity
Guess I'll never be the person that I'm made to be
To my friends I'm sorry for the person I've become
I really want to fix it but I'm so scared that you're done
Another day I fear my insecurities have won
And another shitty song 'bout how I'm the problem
That I fully could control if I just took my meds
But I'll say it's too much work then complain to my friends
About how no one really likes me and I'm better off
Lying in my bed at three in the morning
And I'm mourning
Every friend I've lost without any warning
Cause I'm boring
I'm full of self pity never good enough
Life's so rough
Pretend my shit's together just to switch it up
Fuck the real stuff
Cause I fuck up consistently
Never happy with the things that are in front of me
Feel like I'm losing all my sanity
Guess I'll never be the person that I'm made to be
Guess I'm dramatic again, they said they can't hang out
Not that they dislike me or they're using me for clout
But my brain twists it around, god I want to shout
Just tell me that you hate me, confirm my self doubt
Lying in my bed at three in the morning
And I'm mourning
Every friend I've lost without any warning
Cause I'm boring
I'm full of self pity never good enough
Life's so rough
Pretend my shits together just to switch it up
Fuck the real stuff
Cause I fuck up consistently
Never happy with the things that are in front of me
Feel like I'm losing all my sanity
Guess I'll never be the person that I'm made to be
To my friends I'm sorry for the person I've become
I really want to fix it but I'm so scared that you're done
Another day I fear my insecurities have won
And another shitty song 'bout how I'm the problem
Credits
Writer(s): Maya Desrochers
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