Karma

I think I was born without empathy
All this vague imagery
How am I supposed to understand
All these scam artists
Y'all starting to get to me
Promise I'm doing the best that I can
But it's getting harder
To live so unguarded
I don't care what you put on Instagram
That shit doesn't matter
It's mostly unflattering
I'll never tell you I'm more than I am

My life a holding pattern–someone tell me when to get off
Open the parachute descend before I run out of options
Waste another week where I don't leave the block
Hope no one here knows my name because I don't wanna start shit
Every day more exhausted
Know I'm sweet but obnoxious
Always speaking in code
At least I'm tryna be honest
Was never sure what you wanted
Thought I was sweet till I lost it
Wish you'd leave me alone

My mind a spiral
I wanted to disappear
How to vanish in America
A phone pressed to my ear
And my number hasn't changed
Think I'm wasting my best years
Up all night on the internet
God just wasn't clear enough

Can I keep from thinking too much
Each week when I wanna give up
And that's why I get so drunk
(Yeah how's that going for you?)
Can't stop from running my mouth
Never knowing what might slip out
Hoping nothing gets around
(Yeah how's that going for you?)

I'm scared to death I'm not enough
I'll never be all you wanted
How long do I have to keep this up
I'm scared to death
I'm not ok

It's fucked up
The smoke in my lungs
Just turned to a crutch
I'm coming undone (yeah)
Each fall the movies unchanged
Been losing my faith
It's all a rerun (yeah)
I've lost touch
With all of my friends
Who's left to care for me?
Be honest
Does it get better?
Does it get better?
Does it get
I know there's something out there I pray
Kneel nightly hope for an escape
I know that something out there's holy

I know there's something out there
Oh wait