Hypotheticals

And if I changed my hair and the way that I talk And if I got new friends and I cut my mustache off And I knew what to say when the conversation died And I gave better compliments than "You look really nice" And if I had more fans and if I made more cash And I believed you when you'd say I look nice And if I changed everything Yeah, my whole fucking life Would you please love me then? Would you please love me then? Would you please love me? Please love me Please love me Please love me Please love me And if I got to see a therapist on time Maybe I could write a message on first try But I waste a whole day choosing "Hey" or "Hi" or "How you've been?" or "Is your day alright?" And if I could stop with hypotheticals Then this wouldn't be a hypothetical But it is, and I can't, huh Truthfully I'm tired of being me It's just too exhausting I'm such a crybaby And tragically There are no real problems Now I have to create them So there is a purpose to my worrying I spent some time in the promised land And I spent my love on those who didn't love me back And you waited here but not for me You were waiting just 'cause you felt like it And I'm so confused What is happening? Are you staying here or are you leaving? Say something Say that you love me Truthfully I'm tired of being me It's just too exhausting I'm such a crybaby And tragically There are no real problems Now I have to create them So there is a purpose to my worrying It's eight o'clock and I just pressed "Send" Now my text became some meaningless Binary code, just some 1's and 0's Until you gave it a meaning again Truthfully I'm tired of being me It's just too exhausting I'm such a crybaby Tragically There are no real problems So I have to create them So there is a purpose to my worrying (A purpose to my worrying) to my worrying (A purpose to my worrying) to my worrying, yeah (A purpose to my worrying) to my worrying (A purpose to my worrying) to my worrying