​my bad

[Intro: jauntsen]
Please, leave me out
I can't be bothered to do something for once
It's my bad, I know you don't even care
But you should

[Verse 1: saoirse dream]
Don't pick up the clothes off my floor
I've got a system for it all
If you catch the sock on my door
I'm not fuckin', it's just supposed to be there

[Chorus: saoirse dream]
I get that it doesn't make sense
Sorry, my bad, I inconvenienced your friends
Dress my best, doesn't ever make sense
Sorry, my bad, it's just that lately, my meds don't do much

[Verse 2: saoirse dream]
Bad at both ends and it cancеls out
And I'm back to where I started
Can't еver stop stoppin' making changes
Routines, my clothes, how I arrange them

[Verse 3: jauntsen]
So, I'll just sit down
I got ten half-water bottles in my room, I'm a letdown
Haven't dusted in weeks
Maybe today's gonna be the day I wash my sheets (Ew)
J—j—just kidding, I'ma do it next week—week
I'm just rotting in my bed, I hope she texts me
I'm so fucking gay
Dirty plates around my room when I cuddle with my plushies
This room wouldn't be dirty if I had some money (Money, money, money)
(But you won't get that) You're unemployed, Jas!
I got health conditions, oops, I guess it's my bad
It's an excuse I like to make whenever I'm sad
I'm so small and full of coke, just like a dime bag
Lost my motherfucking charger, hope I find that

[Chorus: saoirse dream]
I get that it doesn't make sense
Sorry, my bad, I inconvenienced your friends
Dress my best, doesn't ever make sense
Sorry, my bad, it's just that lately, I'm dead

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro: saoirse dream]
I get that it doesn't make sense
Sorry, my bad, I inconvenienced your friends
Dress my best, doesn't ever make sense
Sorry, my bad, it's just that lately, I'm dead