Tell me again how you love me

Sometimes I need to hear it

I'm sorry you gotta hear it

I'm so sorry

But I'd do it again, do it again

I'm so sorry

Don't call this number anymore

I'm not sorry

Keep the stereo loud, the world drowned out

Can I command z all the gloom somehow? (No)

Feels like I haven't left my room in a while

Faded, jaded, fake it, fake it

Belly aches don't calm your nerves

And all my friends just make it worse

They can all tell I'm in the gutter

But my album got at least seven one hit wonders

Self-sabotage is the only way I stay in control

I can't take much more damage

I don't know how I'd manage

I really tried to stay afloat (No)

All of my precious plans

Causing me stress don't want 'em

Rather be broke, mo' money, mo' problems

Rather be broke, mo' money, mo' problems

Sometimes I fantasize

About someday, about a lifeline

I'm like no face, I give you everything

Still no change in this lifetime

Defend the bright lights, deaf on one side

Depend on loose change for this bus ride

To the other side, I heard it's green there

I know we out of time, family I'll meet you there, yeah

Put some miles on it

Got everything that I wanted

So what is it that I'm wanting?

Problems