[Verse 1]
Wednesday morning feels like such a drag
My tired eyes see no surprises
Metrics, we know you're not the bad guy
But if you're not sh**ty, then what the hell am I?
[Chorus]
Hating yourself is never time well-spent
This low year has given me hell
Woah-woah, woah-oh-oh
[Verse 2]
Sounded like a car crash
Day my father moved out of my house
Golden yellow hues
Cornerstones, all buried black and blue
[Chorus]
Hating yourself is never time well-spent
This low year has given me hell
Woah-woah, woah-oh-oh
[Verse 3]
How could I be lost
On the streets I grew up on?
Please, don't tell me that you're saving me again
Please, don't tell me that
[Chorus]
Hating yourself is never time well-spent
This low year has given me hell
Woah-woah, woah-oh-oh