The Boy Considers His Haircut

[Verse 1]
My dad says that I’d probably have more fans
If I could learn to sing about some happier shit
Instead of wallowing in my shortcomings
My gross insecurities, be less narcissistic
Maybe show some humility

[Verse 2]
My mom sighs “wow” from under her breath
She wonders how the hell I can live like this
My shelf life, it expired months ago
But I keep tricking the ones
I claim to love into these situations

[Chorus]
Like I’m walking backwards, these wasted years
I’m walking backwards, these wasted years
And still nobody knows my name
My shitty songs, or my chubby face
I want to know how to be okay
Do the things that people do to find a home in the end

[Verse 3]
'Cause I’ve lived my whole life so afraid of getting hurt
That I’ve never really been hurt
And the best I can hope is to zone out in a room
Full of people that I don’t know
On a hospital bed, is that too obvious?
I can say I want to heal, I can say I want to change
But really

[Bridge]
Well, I want to wake up and maybe be better
I want to come through and not be second guessed
I want to find the money to fix my nose
And learn to breathe without pacing
I don’t want to be depressed
I want to find a haircut that fits me
That hasn’t been co-opted by Nazis
I’ll settle for some rest, I want to move on
I want to feel more important
I’m trying to be fine
I swear I’m trying to be my best

[Bridge]
Well, I want to wake up and maybe be better
I want to come through and not be second guessed
I want to find the money to fix my nose
And learn to sing without pacing
I don’t want to be depressed
I want to find a haircut that fits me
That hasn’t been stolen by Nazis
I’ll settle for some rest, I want to move on
I want to feel more important
I’m trying to be fine
I swear I’m trying to be my best

[Chorus]
I’m walking backwards, these wasted years
I’m walking backwards, these wasted years
And still nobody knows my name
My shitty songs, or my chubby face
I want to know how to be okay
Do the things that people do to find a home in the end