[Verse 1]
I fucked it all up in my head
Should’ve cleaned myself up, but I think I might be better off dead I might be better off sitting alone at a stoplight
Put out my cigarette in an overflowing ashtray while
Trash is piling up in my passenger seat
I don’t think I want anybody sitting next to me
[Chorus]
And how am I supposed to make you proud when I don’t care about anything?
Oh, how am I supposed to make you proud?
I’ve been messing up everything
[Verse 2]
I fucked it all up in my head
Should’ve cleaned myself up, but I think I might be better off dead
Rather than fucking you up in the head
I know I’m no good, but I’m trying really hard to pretend
[Bridge]
Trying hard to sink in
Trying hard to fit
Trying hard to make sense
Of how I feel
What it means
What I could do to make anyone want to stay with me
'Cause it gets hard
When I’ve been trying to please
Just myself for the past ten years
I didn’t care what they thought of me
[Chorus]
And how does one make themselves proud when they don’t care about anything?
Oh, how do I make myself proud when I’ve been messing up everything?
[Verse 3]
I fucked it all up in my head
Should’ve cleaned myself up, but I think i might be better off dead
I might be better off dead
I might be better off dead
Dead
I might be better off