| I’m about to hit send
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| I’m waiting for the weekend
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| But days go by so slow
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| Exaggerated expectations
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| A million shitty situations
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| Is my disappointment show
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| I’m so sick of drinking by myself
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| Nobody likes a f-ing downer
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| Pretty sure I’ve heard this one before
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| And they always said exactly what we get
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| I try to smile but I don’t care
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| It always ends up as a blank stare
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| Already thinking about home
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| The (?) is creeping
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| My anxiety is leaking
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| Better to just leave me alone
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| I’m so sick of drinking by myself
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| Nobody likes a fucking downer
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| Pretty sure we’re better off alone
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| And there’s only so much more than I can give
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| That I can give
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| There’s only so much I can give
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| I’m so sick of hating all my friends
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| But I’m too lazy to get new ones
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| Pretty sure I’ve heard this one before
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| And there’s only so much more that I can give
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| Pretty sick of drinking by myself
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| Nobody likes a fucking downer
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| Pretty sure we’re better off alone
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| And they always say exactly what we get
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| All by myself
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| And I don’t need nobody else
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| All by myself
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| And I don’t need nobody else |