I know you probably think the same But I don't care Because anonymous voices are just sad to me Another stab in the dark While I was searching for a message in a bottle in a bar That told me that I am my own worst enemy But I don't have to love myself She loves me And I can put away these thoughts til another day Yeah I don't have to love myself She loves me And that's the way that these things work, isn't it I tried to live a better life But it only made things worse A product of a generation that feels Cursed or so it seemed I couldn't believe there was someone else like me Cause I don't have to love myself She loves me And that's the way that these things work, isn't it And she will do a better job anyway And I can put away these thoughts til another day Blessed and cursed in equal measures But I never seem to measure up in the end (?) That's how I ended up sick to death of Family and friends telling me that I am my own worst enemy But now I don't have to love myself She loves me And I can put away these thoughts til another day And she will do a better job anyway And I can put away these thoughts til another day