I'm always short on cash and my mind is in the trash.
I can't find a way to get my head out of my ass.
I'm gettin' skinny as a bone
'cause I'm always stuck at home.
I'm living my life all f**ked up and alone.
So once again,
alone in my room,
my only apparent future is my unhappy doom.
So I just whine all the f**king time.
I'm hooked bad on caffeine,
unless I get it I'm mean.
I can't remember last when I was chipper and clean.
I'm going insane, all I do is complain.
The only traits I show are depression and disdain.
The girl I love is going away,
there is no way that she'll stay.
I don't know how I'm gonna live my life this way.
Don't want to have to try,
I'll just sit around and cry.
Maybe, if I get lucky,
I'll just f**kin' die.