Everything Will Work Out

Another message on my phone
Will I check it? Honestly I don't know
(I don’t know, no, no)
Leave your feelings at the dial tone
I ain't got the time to deal with those
(at the tone, tone, tone)

I'm compounding my emotions
Sipping on a potion
Hoping it’ll fix it but it won't
Won't
Won't
I really hope that you're joking
I ain't got the time to go outside
I'm too busy all alone
'Lone
’Lone

I’ve been feeling that vanity is for sanity
'Cause everything I make is fucking shit
And don’t you challenge me
All I've ever really been is a fantasy
When I was a kid I wanted dirеction sans the talent, see?
But nothin' evеr really worked out
So instead I turned to music hopin' that is was easier somehow
Nope
I was wrong on that
But it’s too late to backtrack
I've already had enough of that

I can only make new songs, new hits
But they're not hits, they're just kinda shit
And they fall flat
I can only make new tracks
But they don't slap and everyone but me is okay with that
And I hate that

Why does nothin' ever really work out?
Why does nothin' ever really work out?
Why does nothin' ever really work out?
Why does nothin' ever really work out?