I'm starting to think that I'm a bad person
My hair's in the sink we're not even there yet
Four more hours to go passed by in a minute
Just keep filling the hole with whatever you have
I got off the phone you can be so mean
I should write it all down it would be the best thing
You remind me that my worst problem is myself
Things are sour now I don't know if you can tell
Let me paint you a picture if you can imagine
Walk around with a gray cloud hanging over my head
And everything that I touch slowly turns to shit
Nothings ever enough, well what did you expect
I got off the phone, you can be so mean
I should write it all down, it would be the best thing
You remind me that my worst problem is myself
Things are sour now, I don't know if you can tell
