[Verse]

Maybe I’m the one making the kids fat

I thought I’d be fat first so I’m pretty happy about that

And I don’t feel as bad as I should

And maybe that’s why I’m glad for performative guilt

What do you think I’m gonna be like when I’m 50?

I think I’ll look the part, I don’t think I’ll stomach it easily

The best part of my years will make my patience wear thin

So I’ll just spend the rest cataloguing my sins

[Refrain]

Boredom you wouldn’t write

Boredom will not let go

Boredom you wouldn’t write

Boredom will not let go

Boredom you wouldn’t write

Boredom will not let go

Boredom you wouldn’t write

Boredom will not let go

[Outro]

A pale imitation of my own decision

And I feel a fissurе between my head and my body

A leak in my honеsty, all eyes are upon me

A pale imitation of my own decision

A pale imitation of my own decision

And I feel a fissure between my head and my body

A leak in my honesty, all eyes are upon me

A pale imitation of my own decision