I can't seem to put my phone down
On the dance floor
Searching for an asshole
Just for me to talk less
And act more
There's a closet at the back where
People play romance and
Find another word to
Understand what they feel
And I run the other way
Cause I don't know what to say
Therapy is money
And the Governments insane
There is nothing I can't fake
Take a picture of my face
Print it out on magazines
Man, I love the game
And the road
When I let it go
But I just feel so fucking bored
Of this episode
Every time I'm low
No, I don't wanna be alone
I'm better on my own but
I fall into commotion
Give into emotion
That maybe I've been wrong
And maybe I could need more
But everybody's traumatized from
Something
You can blame your parents' marriage
All you want but it means nothing to me
When the light hits on the road
And my funeral is close
Will I wake up from this nightmare
When I could've been hiding
I don't wanna be alone
And the road
When I let it go
But I just feel so fucking bored
Of this episode
Every time I'm low
No, I don't wanna be
Alone
When the party is over
The drugs start to sober you up
I don't wanna be the same
Driving back to my home
With no hand I can hold
So I'd just rather let it go
(I just hope that someday someone would love me)