my bad lol

She thinks that I'm awkward, I'm not much of a talker

I don't care 'bout what your dumb friends think

I gave her all my favorite stickers and she barely blinked

And I'm so done with looking for the right muse

'Cause all it's done for me has left me lonely, hurt, and all used

And I'm taking time to figure myself out

Because I know I'm so much better than I credit myself and oh

Oops, my bad I'm a little bit sad

But it sucks for you 'cause I'd be the best you've had

And while your face is in the palms of your hands

I'll be playing on stage before your favorite band, oh well