I'm tired of being tired of being Why am I always disagreeing? Why am I always giving in to my evil twin I don't know why I'm making trouble just to make it Why don't I just lay back and take it Why am I never comfortable just being comfortable? I try to suck it up But then I always fuck it up Why do I pull wings off butterflies Look for things that hurt my eyes I kiss the boys but I'm the one who cries Why do I get off on misery Loneliness feels good to me I'm happy when I'm all hung out to dry Why do I I look sweet but deep inside I'm awful I'm colder than a frozen waffle I'm always searching for the rip in the silver lining Here it is I'm busy being so downtrodden I'm just a peach that's going rotten I wanna save the other peaches so I roll away I'm careful where I land Does anybody understand? Why do I pull wings off butterflies Look for things that hurt my eyes I kiss the boys but I'm the one who cries Why do I get off on misery Loneliness feels good to me I'm happy when I'm all hung out to dry Why do I Why do I