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