They Got Sand in the Potato Salad!

Have you heard the story where I drowned I never accounted for the undertow I can barely keep my feet on solid ground But I guess that's some sort metaphor My math teacher said I would be a f*ck up I don't think he was that far off Cause now I'm passed out on my brother's couch Who's much more successful and smarter than me I hate the way that my skin fits I hate the way you say I lack confidence, no shit Can't you just listen If I was braver, I wouldn't be here right now And I love the way you lie to me Like you're so talented and you're so sweet And how you say you need some sleep And how you always forget to text me And I love the way you lie to me Like you're so talented and you're so sweet And how you say you need some sleep And how you always forget to text me Yeah, I love the way you brush me off As if to say you've have had enough And now we don't speak for weeks You swear you're not ignoring me And I hate the way that my skin fits And how you say I lack confidence no shit Are you listening Are you even fucking listening And I love the way you lie to me Like you're so talented and you're so sweet And how you say you need some sleep And how you always forget to text me Have you heard the story where I drowned I never accounted for the undertow I can barely keep my feet on solid ground But I guess that's some sort metaphor Have you heard the part where I apologize For reasons I don't comprehend I'm sorry, I'm sorry And I'm sorry you're not You're sorry you're not even listening