Today I didn't get out of bed
And my mom says it's only in my head
But the days all blend together, and the night are not much better
And my jeans are held together by a thread
A hole in my pocket lost my key
So now I'm stuck out lost by the sea
The waves, they are all mad at me
Spitting up their ship debris
I wish that happiness was guaranteed
You're not my dad, please don't tell me to leave
I'll try not to play every victim
Would you feel better in platonic pairs?
A sad-kid-made buddy system
You're the Drake to my Josh
You're a really great lad
You're a super good pal, like the two guys from that Sonic ad
Two birds of a feather, a moth to a flame
When your hair looks stupid, I'll tell you it looks lame
Most days, I start to feel alone
I don't get any texts on my phone
And the weather's always crappy
And my songs all sound too sappy
And my future feels too scary and alone
Went outside to sit under the trees
But it sucked cause I got stung by a bee
And the sun's always too bright
Insects always bite
And I can't run without scraping up my knee
You're not my mom, you can't make it better
I'll get someone to attend
The life that I'm living needs way more applause
Form someone who knows they're my friend
You're the Drake to my Josh
You're a really great lad
You're a super good pal, like the two guys from those Sonic ads
Two birds of a feather, a moth to a flame
When your hair looks stupid, I'll tell you it looks lame