Lyrics It's Just Me - Forrest Day

It's Just Me

On any given morning
You can find me snoring in my nice California king bed
Half dead
Weird thoughts going through my head
Take it slow
Open up my eyes, grab my phone
Five or six missed calls, caller IDs all unknown
Debt collector, phone infector
Never given up calling me, marring my record
Whatever, money’s coming in soon
Got a song in my heart, my head’s a balloon
I guess it’s just me
I’m a tragic comedy
It’s just me, it’s just me
Oh, familiar company
To hell and back
To hell and then back
To hell and then back and back to hell
On any given afternoon
I’m in my room, making up a tune
Turn on the Mac, search Craigslist
Girl’s pissed, need to find a job, need to find it quick
Dazed, hazy little afternoon
Gotta get it together quick, or I’ll get kicked out soon
I should be rising early looking for work
My girl makes all the money, I’m a jerk
She’s under too much pressure and it hurts
I wanna provide, it’s hard
This life feels like a curse sometimes
I guess it’s just me
Oh, familiar company
It’s just me, it’s just me
I’m a tragic comedy
To hell and back
To hell and then back
To hell and then back and back to hell