So I found this pick
And it had her name on it
I’m shredding it to bits
That’s about as vengeful as I get

When I look outside
I don’t feel like getting dressed
I cancel on my friends all the time
They must think I’m getting depressed

But I’m not that down
On a scale I’d say I’m average
Used to joke I was dead inside
For years, for a long time

Ooh, I’m always the last one
To ever get anything done
Ooh, so what is your problem?
You don’t think I’ve got my own

Every now and then
I need to focus my attention
Can barely hold a conversation
I blame it on my terrible hearing

Nothing makes much sense
I Google ways to thrive in chaos
Apparently there are six of them
None of which I comprehend

Ooh, I’m always the last one
To ever get anything done
Ooh, so what is your problem?
You don’t think I’ve got my own

Ooh, I’m always the last one
To ever get anything done
Ooh, so what is your problem?
You don’t think I’ve got my own