Storyboard For A Pessimist

I can't fall asleep

Because I heard the things you said last week and no I don't wanna text back

Cos there's never any use in that

I wanna touch the sky but I got ties upon my wrist

That grip so tight

Please help me from the pitch black

Fuck I miss having a clear head


You're not meant for me
I'm not meant for you

But I'm hoping that I'm better than your next dude

And I don't care if that upsets you

Cos now I can see
All you do is use

So I'm taking back the songs I wrote about you

I really wish I never met you


I've been lying to my friends

To get them off of my back

I know they mean well

But I don't wanna hear that

I'm just a cynical piece of shit

A storyboard for a pessimist


And I don't get why you pretend

That everyone you know is your like biggest fucking friend

Cos I can count on 2 Hands all the times you hate on them

But then you're sending hearts emojis into their dm's


Guess I'm back where I belong

Left here scrolling through my phone

Lock me up cos there's no solace in my headspace now at all

Guess I'm back where I belong

Push me right into a hole

Filled with concrete cause I never want to see your face at all