POS

You're a piece of shit, no one cares if you go missin'

You could jump right off a bridge, and the world would not be different

'Cause you're just a waste of space, no one likes you anyway

Fuck your therapy, you'll never be okay

Shut the fuck up!

La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Voice in my head, it's my own worse critic

Maybe it's a product of my bad decisions

Woke up, face down in the damn kitchen

Two shots, too many, passed my limit

Happiness seems so far away

But it get closer off the Chardonnay

Tryna make sense, can't concentrate

With a voice in my brain screaming every day

You're a piece of shit, no one cares if you go missin'

You could jump right off a bridge, and the world would not be different

'Cause you're just a waste of space, no one likes you anyway

Fuck your therapy, you'll never be okay

Shut the fuck up!

La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Maybe it's a product of the girls I'm pickin'

Always been good at makin' bad decisions

Shouldn't get involved with these stank-ass bitches

That's just the type that pique my interest

Couple screws loose, she a basket case

Tryna cut her off, but the ass is great

Probably better off if I masturbate

When she up in my face screamin' every day

You're a piece of shit, no one cares if you go missin'

Shut the fuck up!

You're a piece of shit, no one cares if you go missin'

You could jump right off a bridge, and the world would not be different

'Cause you're just a waste of space, no one likes you anyway

Fuck your therapy, you'll never be okay