Rejection is my lonely companion Well, I'm just sitting here Thinking in my bedroom Thinking about the things I could've done different Maybe I shouldn't have done anything at all I'm feeling bad for saying that I'm lonely When I have so many people Who care so much about me I'll keep ignoring texts from good friends Asking if I'm ok What the hell is ok? Some day I'll get the hang of it But until then, I'll just feel like this