Best Friends with the Algorithm

I need a self-help book One that specializes in knowing when to quit I need to take a second look At the people that I criticize cause they're doing pretty good And I'm lying on the shower floor Trying to squeeze you from every pore, every pore, every pore I need all the tips and tricks How to love, how to laugh, just tell me how to live Cause I'm lying on my bedroom floor Staring at my phone, cause it helps me ignore all of this, all the shit Tell me why I just won't admit That I need a therapist I'm addicted and I don't like myself one bit But I'll keep scrolling cause you know me like a friend Like a friend, like a friend