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

Ive 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 'cos I never want to see your face at all