WebMD

I'm no good at keeping friends
So I'm sitting alone
Googling medical conditions
Pretty sure I'm dying of something incurable
At least that's what WebMD says
Hindered by decision paralysis
The machine at self checkout
Yells at me incessantly
To get my head out of my ass
Can't a human just ask me
"Paper or plastic?"

You say
"Come on, man, it's not that hard
To just suck it up and stop crying in your car"
But is it a sickness
Or is it a cure
To know what makes life worth it
And what's worth dying for?
Can you tell me that?
Can you tell me that?

I'm sorry if I leave you on read
Can't even order a coffee
Without running a scenario
In my head first
I've got the social skills
Of a toddler and a recluse combined

You tell me it's not that hard
To just suck it up and stop crying in my car
But is it a sickness
Or is it a cure
To know what makes life worth it
And what's worth dying for?
Can you tell me that?
Can you tell me that?

I've recently discovered
My terrible posture
I see it when I look in the mirror
I'm somehow simultaneously ten years older
And ten years younger
Than I've ever been

Why is it so damn hard
To just suck it up and stop crying in my car?
Is it a sickness
Or is it a cure
To know what makes life worth it
And what's worth dying for?
Can you tell me that?
Can you tell me that?
(What would you die for?)

Feels like I'm following life
With a 2003 navigation system
(Can I get off this ride?)
The shortcut is driving off of a cliff
So I'll put my trust in fate
But I still don't believe in it
(Don't believe in it)

Why is it so damn hard
To just suck it up and stop crying in my car?
Still don't know if it's a sickness
Or if it's a cure
To know what makes life worth it
And what's worth dying for?
Nobody tells you that
Nobody tells you that