Ya I'm talking to the 50 year old guy at the bar
Telling him how growing up is nothing but a big fat *** scar
But **** it

Ya Im waking up at 6 am but Im still drinking like its the weekend
But **** it

Ya Im the one dancing on my own without anyone even playing a song
But **** it

Ya I cut everyone out of my life
But Im speaking to this drunk old guy and he seems fine
So **** it

Ya Im spending every penny Im making.
Even though I got to take care of who made me
They're growing old and its crazy
But **** it

Ya Im holding hands with the bartender
Ya I texted my crush on tender
Ya I sent a creepy fangirl essay to that singer
But **** it

Ya Im kinda depressed and Im creating such a mess
But **** it

Ya this system is making all of us opressed
And Im a slave working day and night
But still ******* my work up
Im trying to pull it together but they think Im not even tryin'
SO **** IT

Ya Im screaming my lungs out at you saying **** this world
And **** IT
So **** IT

Ya Im 22 and you think I'm being over dramaticly blue
But **** it

Ya my anxiety is kind of paralyzing me right now and I can't move
But **** it

Ya I seem weird cause I am weird
So **** IT

AND YA IM SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT SAYING **** IT

ya I might be damaging myself
But I dont know any other way yo exist
So **** ... it