good at being lonely, pt. II

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, you good at being lonely, but I'm better, can you tell?

I'm still staring at the wall and I don't ever leave my room

I'm still staring at a screen until my eyes give out and close

I've been waiting for the moment that I feel more like myself

I've been walking around my neighborhood just listening to cars pass

I feel tired of my existence and the world that's gone to madness

Say you have my back, but no one does, I take care of my own shit

I've been hiding in my head, I know I gotta break that habit

Oh well, oh well

I'm good at being lonely as hell

I'm good at hiding out in my shell

I don't really fuck with myself

Oh well, oh well

I'm good at being lonely as hell

I'm good at hiding out in my shell

I don't really fuck with myself

Yeah, I wanna disappear into the brightness

Damn, damn, I'm such a hopeless case but I've made progress

Now I'm sitting on my floor, absorbing silence

Finding peace being alone with no accomplice

Sometimes I wanna die but first throw it off the balcony

Sometimes I don't say anything, my voice sounds dumb to me

Sometimes I feel like nothing more than an accessory

I shouldn't be so hard on myself, I don't wanna be

Oh well, oh well

I'm good at being lonely as hell

I'm good at hiding out in my shell

I don't really fuck with myself

Oh well, oh well

I'm good at being lonely as hell

I'm good at hiding out in my shell

I don't really fuck with myself (self)