Lyrics Self(Ish) - Crywank

Self(Ish)

Your partner is a lawn gnome
Who lives online, and I know
I’m quite inclined to stay home
Call the outside an arsehole
You barter well but polychrome light shines on my face
The outdoors is grey
You’ll find I’m resigned, a shameful display
«Hey, kid, get a life»
I do at times
But from me you know you’ll get no adventure
It’s safe to say…
I’m selfish in my pursuits
All I work for constitutes
As forced pats on the back
And acknowledging that I can’t fight the fact
That I think I won’t get any better
Can’t defend someone who never learns their lessons
In my condescending tone of voice, I blame you
Thoughtless statements now too late to retract
Now eat your humble pie off the floor with your hands behind your back
With your hands behind your back