[Intro]
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place
The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
So I could stand up straight
[Verse 1]
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place
The h*mophobic bullsh** that's somehow okay
Just because you didn't mean it that way
I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place
sh**ty dudes with tribal tattoos all around
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place
Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody
By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands
And Matt says I don't fit in
All this mallrat goth sh** is k**ing me
Thought that would end with high school at least
But there are still kids and Matt says
"College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks."
[Hook]
So they're calling it blasphemy
A f**ing catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make
But this place just brings misery
I hate what it does to me
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this
And I don't think we're the same
[Verse 2]
I'm f**ing losing my head trying to understand this
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice
No one wants to hear your sappy bullsh**
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
Getting lots in return for being substance-less
You're too caught in semantics to see it
But you're no f**ing different
[Hook]
So they're calling it blasphemy
A f**ing catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make
But this place just brings misery
I hate what it does to me
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this
And I don't think we're the same
[Outro]
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting
It's two more months 'til I'm done with this
And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends
And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van
And I don't, I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends
So they're calling it blasphemy
A f**ing catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make