Debbie Downer
Kwik Trip 4 in the morning
Soft drink handed the guy a five
You can keep the change now
Cause things are kinda fine now
I quit texting my toxic friends
I quit wishing the world would end
Would somebody explain it
Read it like a warranty
It's me a Debbie Downer pessimist
Out of my element
New me but just a distant relative
Oh I think that I can get with it
Woah-oh
Slam my hand in door
And I don't care anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Got my feet on the floor
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Everything from before
It doesn't hurt anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
It's a big universe
And it could really be worse
Maybe I forgot about
All my insecurities
Maybe it's my roommates
I feel like they're good for me
I stopped skipping breakfast
Started up a new routine
Maybe I should give in
Finally go to therapy
It's me a Debbie Downer pessimist
Out of my element
New me but just a distant relative
Oh I think that I can get with it
Woah-oh
Slam my hand in door
And I don't care anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Got my feet on the floor
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Everything from before
It doesn't hurt anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
It's a big universe
And it could really be worse
Soft drink handed the guy a five
You can keep the change now
Cause things are kinda fine now
I quit texting my toxic friends
I quit wishing the world would end
Would somebody explain it
Read it like a warranty
It's me a Debbie Downer pessimist
Out of my element
New me but just a distant relative
Oh I think that I can get with it
Woah-oh
Slam my hand in door
And I don't care anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Got my feet on the floor
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Everything from before
It doesn't hurt anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
It's a big universe
And it could really be worse
Maybe I forgot about
All my insecurities
Maybe it's my roommates
I feel like they're good for me
I stopped skipping breakfast
Started up a new routine
Maybe I should give in
Finally go to therapy
It's me a Debbie Downer pessimist
Out of my element
New me but just a distant relative
Oh I think that I can get with it
Woah-oh
Slam my hand in door
And I don't care anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Got my feet on the floor
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
Everything from before
It doesn't hurt anymore
And it could really be worse
Woah-oh
It's a big universe
And it could really be worse
Credits
Writer(s): Landon Conrath, Brad Hale, Berit Dybing
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