I'm in so much pain it should be illegal
Oh these days, I don't feel too regal
I feel just like a child
I feel just like a child
Like lying in bed at age 17
Like crying in bed at age 17
I never wanted to make such a scene
Never wanted to make such a scene
But I can't help myself sometimes
Sometimes I can't help myself
I'm a genuine cocksuckin bastard kid and
I really don't know what I did
To end up this way
To end up acting this way
To engage in all this ******* ********
And take it to such extremity
I couldn't stop and ask what it means
No I never stopped to think what it means
Measuring time by the cigs I smoke
Measuring myself against my jokes
They're as funny as a car crash
As witty as a bed rash
Need someone to recontextualize me
Need someone to force me to see how I can
Stop losing all my friends
How I can be someone on you can depend
But I, I can't help myself sometimes
But this is not an attempt to shift off my guilt
I know I can be a real bastard sometimes
But this is not an attempt to make you feel guilt