كلمات Excuses

I don't know, it just like Well, okay, I Drawin' on my hand with a ballpoint pen Pickin' a fight on the internet Microwave stops and I stay in bed Pull myself to work but I scroll instead Lookin' up factoids on my phone When I look up I'm all alone Think I need to get a chaperone Oh-oh You're going the wrong way Down a bike lane You don't think twice, don't compare with anybody else I'm stuck in my mind games, stalled out in the driveway Making excuses for myself All of my friends got record deals My therapist asks me how I feel Been a little busy gotta feed the cat I'm a little bitter but I don't say that Blaming my frustrations on Things I can't change and TikTok Every day I get a little deeper in my thoughts You're going the wrong way Down a bike lane You don't think twice, don't compare with anybody else I'm stuck in my mind games, stalled out in the driveway Making excuses for myself I don't know, it just like Well, okay, I