Sometimes I wanna give up, like the very next day
Like that talking don't help, I could go on my way
I could be the shade that I want, like a chameleon
I could blend in real good, I could do what I do
I wonder where you'll go, if you'll ever have a place where you can feel like you're at home
I've got some space in my two seater it's a little old
We could ride around until we both don't feel our bottoms though
We could pass through San Diego
I always feel like I'm not enough
That inner child in me is broken up
I nearly drowned when no one was looking
How can you say that you just forgot
Yeah I can watch while you say it's old
I clipped my nails cause I needed to grow
Now I don't feel when the others climb me
And I forgot how to tell when I'm smiling
No one wants to hear the same old things
I'm sure it's sad, I'm sure it stings
No one wants to get the short end of the stick
I know it's sad, I know it stings
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Rats
I'm falling for the same old traps again
Aw man, I gotta clean the years of trash up there

I'll do better next time
I'll do better next time
I'll do better next time
I'll do better next time
No one wants to hear the same old things
I'm sure it's sad, I'm sure it stings
No one wants to get the short end of the stick
I know it's sad, I know it stings
Keep going you'll do better I swear
I know it's sad, I know it stings
Keep going you'll do better I swear
I'll take good care, you're in my care