I make up random names to label all my songs
Might throw them all away, they haven't mattered that long
Everything I write is wrong, nothing new I'm putting in
I can't help it if it's off, my brain doesn't have
The batteries built in
My self-doubt has set my inner demons free
I can't write anything, but they're here for tea
They're pushing me around, and I can't sleep
Staring at a screen, I'm nineteen hours deep
It's probably possible I'm wasting everybody's time
Entirely reasonable that everybody's wasting mine
And all my friends are gonna leave because
I'm obviously in decline
And just in time
My self-doubt has set my inner demons free,
I can't write anything, but they're here for tea
They're pushing me around, and I can't sleep
Staring at a screen, I'm nineteen hours deep
There's an ambulance at the party, I completely fell apart, It's there for me,
So I don't care if I can or can't
Make art
Fold myself like origami, along the contours of my heart
But everybody's on me, and everyone wants
Something
My self-doubt has set my inner demons free
I can't write anything, but they're here for tea
They're pushing me around, and I can't sleep
Staring at a screen, I'm nineteen hours deep
I'm nineteen hours deep