Calling my mom and telling her the news
Got a little problem, wish I could feel the blues
I feel numb
She thinks I'm dumb
She doesn’t want to talk
I want to know what my friends think of me
Maybe not
The bus drives off the sidewalk onto the road
How dare it, when it isn’t your turn
You have to act ok so they don’t find out
But it turns out they know
Anyways
Despite my acts of being alone
I never feel at home
But that’s ok
I don’t need somewhere comforting
I felt cool when I was little
But I’m really cold hearted
I’m in a deep hole and I’m trying to be ok
That’s sad