Seasons change quicker than the thoughts inside my head
I can't shake them out I'll just keep moping around (Around)
I've been bored for eighteen years now
It gets really hard toting my maturity around
Sitting at the kitchen table
I open up the door
I lost my self-respect
In the cracks of your broken home
I'm not happy anyway
I'm not happy anymore
I don't care what you say
I just can't do this anymore
I'm not happy anyway
I'm not happy anymore
I'll just say what I have to say
Tomorrow nothing will even change at all
I focus on the worst things that make me, me
Relying on facts and questioning authority
It keeps my mind off the little things I see
Like "do you only like me when I'm who you want me to be?"
I'm not happy anyway
I'm not happy anymore
I don't care what you say
I just can't do this anymore
I'm not happy anyway
I'm not happy anymore
I'll just say what I have to say
Tomorrow nothing will even change at all