This is me, wanting to be alone.

[Verse] Eating cheese dogs and Doritos at 7 AM My voice is grating... just say when I felt at peace at Olive Garden, I was with my best friend Now I’m confused and distraught, and more than a bit lost I’ve been… hip-tossed right through the Spanish Announce Table “Chico negro estupido”, talking from my bootyhole again … Now I’m back in that deep shit That “Talking aloud when I’d rather not speak” shit And no one is around, so only I receive it That “Hating you because I’m so sick of me” shit And I know you’re sick of me, bitch You don’t have to listen to me, bitch I don’t really mean this I need to retrace the sequence How did I end up this bitter and disgruntled? I do know, I don’t know, I do know, I don’t know I have to figure this out ... Locate a feeling bigger than ouch Yes, I'm wounded and aching to prove shit But who's the voice of reason, and who's just a nuisance? [Hook] I could kill, but I'll keep to myself for now I could heal, but I'll be unwell for now You know, I know, we know How this ends, how things go I just want you to feel me when I'm done