I like sleeping by myself, like to do things by myself

Sitting on the balcony, writing and asking myself

"Did anything change?", "Is it just today?"

Threw the blankets, and the covers, and the sheets in my washing machine

I still make them coffee early in the morning

Hoping they will leave after I make 'em eggs on toast

And say that I have shit to do, go and run some errands

As soon as the door hits the lock, I go back to bed again

I don't care about their seven figures

Couldn't give a fuck about their brother's Tesla

The cuddles, and the kisses, make me feel uncomfortable

Can't pretend sex and feelings are gonna be the same thing though

The most comfortable place on earth: The armchair at my grandma's house

Eating all the calories, dreaming 'bout reality

Listen to the story, how she met my grandpa way back then

When she asks me about my love life, I tell her the same thing

The same thing

I tell her the same thing again

Tell them the same thing

Tell them the same thing again

When someone else is going through my head

Other guys don't make me forget

That it's not the same thing

Oh, it's not the same thing

It's not the same thing, oh-oh

I'm fine being by myself, don't wanna talk about myself

Questions they ask me, I don't even know the answer myself

They say "Just play the game, why trying in vain?"

I'm fine being the lucky loser if that means I stay the same

Don't wanna be the Bonnie if Clyde doesn't care for me

What's the point of committing a crime if jail has shitty coffee?

And talking about addiction, Caffeine is my Kryptonite

But no, I don't wanna snort lines on my kitchen table tonight

I don't care about their seven figures

Couldn't give a fuck about their daddy's Bentley

My momma always said people who value fancy cars

Are always the ones ending up having the smallest private parts

Stop asking why I didn't come, how 'bout you ask yourself that question

You know there are dreams and then there is reality

I'm not the one to talk, 'cause my mind is always somewhere else

When they wonder why I seem absent, I tell them the same thing

The same thing

I tell her the same thing again

Tell them the same thing

Tell them the same thing again

When someone else is going through my head

Other guys don't make me forget

That it's not the same thing

Oh, it's not the same thing

It's not the same thing, oh-oh

The same thing

I tell her the same thing again

Tell them the same thing

Tell them the same thing again

When someone else is going through my head

Other guys don't make me forget

That it's not the same thing

Oh, it's not the same thing

It's not the same thing, oh-oh