I can't stop scrolling in my room
And I can't leave the things I've been through
Petty fights I've started just for you
I don't wanna be a plastic friend
Saying what I saw while drowning
In my room stewing just for you
I can't stop scrolling in my room
All these things Other people have been through
I talk like I've been there too
If I say the wrong thing then they're screwed
Good analogies don't have a drive-through
This is too much pressure to peruse
Oh shit, here we go again
You don't know and I can't explain
I'm grasping for the words I've said
Just to get them out of my head
I know I might seem like I'm being mean
But my factory had just run out of steam
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming
It was a long time coming