Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lydia Night
Vocals
Idarose
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lydia Night
Songwriter
Mikey Freedom Hart
Songwriter
Tyler Spry
Songwriter
UPSAHL
Songwriter
Idarose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Idarose
Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
I love the way I really hate myself
I profit off a lack of mental health
My mood shows up on a conveyor belt
It's crushing, my guts are on the floor
I said I wanted to get a normal job
I romanticize a life I think I want
Until I'm handing you the bill
And you say you used to like my band (you used to like my band)
Is this forever?
Am I a name that you'll remember?
(Will you remember? Will you remember? Will you?)
(Will you remember? Will you remember?)
It's all just a pity party, oh, what a joy, what a crowd
I'll tell you, "I'm, oh, so sorry," 'cause it's embarrassing now
It's a parody of pleasure, lips big and red like a clown
It's all just a pity party, so cry for me or get out
(Oh, oh, oh)
It's crazy how I almost died this year
And now I'm shotgunning my very first beer
And dad keeps telling me that his end is near
Am I dying, waiting for him to die?
I'll starve my body for the 17th time
Said I ate my lunch, what's another lie?
I'm over being mediocre
I wanna be smaller and smarter or just okay
Don't need forever
(Don't need forever, don't need forever, don't need it)
(Don't need forever)
Am I a name that you'll remember?
(Will you remember? Will you remember? Will you?) Mm-mm
(Will you remember? Will you?)
It's all just a pity party, oh, what a joy, what a crowd (hey, hey, hey)
I'll tell you, "I'm, oh, so sorry," 'cause it's embarrassing now
It's a parody of pleasure, lips big and red like a clown
It's all just a pity party, so cry for me or get out
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I hate that I keep pushing friends away
I'm all or nothing 'til I'm alone and gray
Am I missing something? Are you scared to stay?
Can you come over and make me feel like shit?
I promise that I won't cut my arms
'Cause I'm so sick of having long sleeves on my body
I'll throw a pity party
Leave your problems at the door, 'cause it's about me
Until it's over
(Until it's over, until it's over)
(Until it's over)
And my ex is crying on my shoulder
(On my shoulder, on my shoulder)
(On my shoulder)
Welcome to my pity party, gear up it's gonna get loud
Let's take it to the beginning, this song is embarrassing now
Writer(s): Lydia Night, Taylor Cameron Upsahl, Alexis Idarose Kesselman, Tyler Thomas Spry, Mikey Freedom Hart
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