Everyone I miss on a daily basis
Fill every single notebook I've ever owned
And I miss some more than I do others
Loneliness is just something I can't outgrow
And pain and shame are too close of rhymes
For me not to use them all the time
Another song where I complain and whine
Self loathing and introspection lazily combined
Well my songs are too short or they're too long
No matter what I do it always comes out wrong
I haven't said enough or I've said too much
I've said this all before and such is such
I hate these stupid songs that I sing
And one day soon you'll all see what I mean
And as to why I still sing them I don't have a clue
I fucking hate myself and you should hate me too
