What a surprise
It′s Friday night
And I'm alone on my couch watching my phone die
It′s not alright
I need a life
Right now I'm sober and so bored that I could die
I want a boyfriend with a cool name
To kiss or break up with, it's all the same
I just gotta get away til my head′s clear
I can′t create, I'm not inspired here
Where′d I go wrong
Can't write a song
And I′ve been locked up in my room for way too long
And it's my fault
Cause I choose not
To go and hang out with my friends when they have fun
I need a tragedy or cruel fate
I′ll take a good book too, it's all the same
I just gotta get away til my head's clear
I can′t create, I fucking hate it here
Got a feeling it′s about to change
And if it doesn't, I don′t think I'll handle it
I′ll go insane
