I don't feel bad
Not even a bit
I know it's mad
It's just what it is
I make excuses
But I don't care
They used me first
When I fell down the stairs, remember?
Selfish
Everybody here's so selfish
Acting selfless, post it online
Get your mom to say "Hi"
Don't like the approach
Don't think you can coach
Tell me how to write a note
You meant a caption?
Man I've had it
Man I've had it
It seems like everyone is somebody I hate
I'm just a person paintin' pictures
Didn't ask you what you thought
You're awfully rude to your own sister
Yell at me, "I don't have God"
You say you're such a perfect mister
But I know you know you're not
Just keep holding up that fixture
Hoping you can make the hop
(Oh) Maybe I'm bad
But just don't see it
'Cause I am me
Or maybe I'm good
But honestly that can't be
Don't care about anybody else
Except my girl and my mom
But that's a very short list
But there's no room for it to be long
No one else comforts me when I'm ticked
These thoughts keep bouncin' back into my head
They tell me what to say
Instead I'm picturing a picture
Where I'm happy in my bed
Don't send me the flack
If I receive it, "Send it back"
I'm just a person, let me be
You always want control of things
It seems like everyone is somebody I hate
I'm just a person paintin' pictures
Didn't ask you what you thought
You're awfully rude to your own sister
Yell at me, "I don't have God"
You say you're such a perfect mister
But I know you know you're not
Just keep holding up that fixture
Hoping you can make the hop