Daydreaming

Ilivedwith my mom and I flew intoragesWhen I wassupposedto beturningthepagesBut there's a time foreverythingthey say Staring atboardsandbooksneverhelpedThe dry wall is chipping, this room is a hell And know, my eyes, they leak, and I'm in pain But oh, I'mgettingolder I'mrunningout of time to talk it out I've been Daydreaming of how to rid me ofmyselfDaydreaming ofeverysecondspentin regret Daydreaming ofmiseryandloathing- well I've been in atearinghurry to go Peopleassumethat I'm shy, but thetruthis Never had much to say I'm such a bore to myself,forgetyou oranyoneelse And they may say that I'm pathetic Butwallowingin self pity's my aesthetic I'd like toclaimthat Inevershed a tear But oh, you'regettingolder You'regonnaseethroughme for what I am Till I come clean, I won't be fine I'm a cliché, theangstywhiner Daydreaming of how to rid me ofmyself(Till I come clean, I won't be fine) Daydreaming ofeverysecondspentinregret(I'm a cliché, theangstywhiner) Daydreaming ofmiseryandloathing- well (Till I come clean, I won't be fine) I've been in atearinghurry To go