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