Too much of a mess, where do I even start
I should clean my room, but I wanna smoke pot
My dishes are moldy, my sheets smell like sweat
Unemployed for months, I can barely pay my rent
Haven't called my mom, I forgot that she exists
Hate when people say, life is more than this
I have no future, and I don't even care
I'm a waste of space, I'm a waste of air
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
I'm locked to my bed, laptop in my hands
I don't care for love, I don't care about romance
Not a lot on my mind, and my brain's probably shot
I think I'll be okay, if I just sat here and rot
I don't do routine, I wake up when I want
I dread the day when I'll need a fucking job
But my hairs unkempt, I'm happy I'm a slob
I don't need your two cents, I say fuck 'em all
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
Can't do shit, can't do shit, tell me what's new
