Anti-Hero (triple j Like A Version)

[Verse 1]

I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiser

Midnights become my afternoons

When my depression works the graveyard shift

All of the people, I've ghosted stand there in the room

I should not be left to my own devices

They come with prices and vices

I end up in crisis - tale as old as time

I wake up screaming from dreaming

One day, I'll watch as you're leaving

'Cause you got tired of my scheming

For the last time

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me

At tea time, everybody agrees

I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror

It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero

I literally never feel like anyone's a sexy baby

And I'm a monster on the hill

Too big to hang out, slowly lurching towards your favorite city

Pierced through the heart, but never killed

Did you hear my covert narcissism I disguise as altruism?

Like some kind of congressman