Can we talk about your heart please?

It must be so damn exhausting

Always seeing the worst in everybody

Including me

Can we discuss this condition?

Your negative disposition

To anybody that isn't you

I am not a terrible person

Like you tend to think I am

For some God-awful reason

Can we talk about your heart now?

It must be so debilitating how

You save so much room for so much disdain

To me it just seems like-

Everyone else is always the worst

But now self-reflection proves difficult

Before anyone speaks, you think you know what they think

What an incrediblе feat, to be forevеr in sync

With the over-analytical, hyper self-critical

Mind of metaphysical, optimistic cynical people

I am not a terrible person

Like you tend to think I am

For some God-awful reason

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

You tell me to laugh but I woke up crying

Honey I wanna laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up crying

I would laugh, but I woke up, I woke up

I woke up, I woke up

I woke up, I woke up