Inner Monologue

I'm starting to think that I'm a bad person My hair's in the sink, we're not even there yet Four more hours to go, passed by in a minute Just keep filling the hole with whatever you have I got off the phone, you can be so mean I should write it all down, it would be the best thing You remind me that my worst problem is myself Things are sour now, I don't know if you can tell x2 Let me paint you a picture if you can imagine Walk around with a gray cloud hanging over my head And everything that I touch slowly turns to shit Nothings ever enough, well what did you expect I got off the phone, you can be so mean I should write it all down, it would be the best thing You remind me that my worst problem is myself Things are sour now, I don't know if you can tell x2