I Don't Like Me

Baby you don't like me
But I'm getting better
Baby you don't like me
But I'm getting better, oh
Baby you don't like me
But I'm getting better

Take about two steps
Then I go back to bed
Get up and I hit my head
Hope the day gets better
Get in my car
Trip on my shoelace
Ash fell off my cigarette
Now there's a hole in my jeans
Almost rear-end someone
Almost pass out swerving
Slow motherfucker in the fast lane
And now I'm cursing

Cause baby you don't like me
But I'm getting better
No baby you don't like me
But I swear I'm better

Make it to school alive
Late anyways though
Missed my first class
I'll deal with that later
Made it through the day
Gotta drive to work now
And work moves slowly
But I guess I'll stay
It's finally over
Pitch black outside now
Motherfucker leaves his high beams
And I'm really fucking mad now

Cause baby you don't like me
But I'm getting better
No baby you don't like me
But I swear I'm better

Pull up to my friends house
Can't wait to get high
Had a couple beers and
I guess I'm fine
Then I start thinking
Where's my friend now
Will I ever see him
Will I ever let go
So I start walking
Wake up in the wrong place
Oh god, I feel nauseous
Now there's a cop in my face

Cause baby I don't like me
So I guess I get it
I'm a fucking joker
And I can't get better



Credits
Writer(s): Fidel Vasquez
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