Why do I feel like I'm
Always going to get it right next time
When every time I open my eyes
I repeat the same shit that makes me
Lose at everything I do
Every time I try to do good
I'm made a fool
A fucking cesspool of lies
But in my head I think they are true
I think it's time
I clear my mind
And fess up for every time I've lied
But not tonight
There's not enough time
I'd rather just get high and write down
All the times I've been this low
And all the shit I've put you through
You'll never know
I'm a selfish imbecile
You don't love me
You love what I say to you
I fucking hate myself
I hate my friends
I hate my job
I hate everything but you
Which is why I cannot tell you
What you deserve to know
I've you leave
I swear I'll end it all right here
Do you really want me to
But I don't know what the fuck else I should do
Off With Their Heads' new album Be Good is available now.
“All the other records were about moping around and feeling sorry for yourself,” says …