I know there's quite a bit on ya mind
And I'll go only til it don't feel right
But you've got so much room to f*cking shine
I guess I gotta work this overtime
There's no place that I belong
I'm working on it give me a damn break
I'm tired of played out love songs
I been freaking out all god damn day
Sometimes I hide it when I'm sad
Sometimes I wish that you were dead
I waste away my afternoons
And it makes it hard for me to get ahead
I mean like it's a thousand degrees
These ain't your shoes, buddy judge your own feet
Mr. perfect don't seem like a friend to me
He'll save you while I save what I need
Sometimes I hide it when I'm sad
Sometimes I wish that you were dead
I waste away my afternoons
And it makes it hard for me to get ahead
Mama you'd be so proud
I faced a demon and stood my ground
But I hate to admit when no one's around
Even after I left town, the voices of the crowds are still so loud
Sometimes I hide it when I'm sad
Sometimes I wish that you were dead
I waste away my afternoons
And it makes it hard for me to get ahead