Damn how did it come to this

It feels like such a show

And I didn’t even want to be here

So why am I the last to go

I should probably be more grateful

That I even got an invite

But I kind of feel like I’m better than this

It doesn’t sit quite right

Jenny always likes to act like she’s from out of town

Even though she lives just a few blocks down

And she’s been around for like a decade now

Pretending her perspective is more valuable somehow

But Jimmy’s just as bad

Always pushing the local scene

And he’s making me feel guilty

For not playing my part

Jimmy it is not my fault

I just don’t fit in

It’s not that I don’t want to

Be a good citizen

Oh my God

I cannot handle this pressure

It’s a long way back

Just to feel pumped about my life choices and

Oh my God

I need a little refresher

To relearn how to enjoy myself

But I think too much

Lexi can’t stop talking ‘bout the people she knows

Maybe it’s her right as this party’s host

But I really do not want to hear it

Because it makes me feel worthless

Maybe I can find a corner where

People are a little bit more self aware

But a little too much self awareness

Makes you kind of unpleasant

You know like

Mark and Ron, they were chummy for a minute

We spoke of Indiana and the emptiness within it

But then Ron disappeared

I haven’t heard from him since

And Mark without Ron can be a real jerk

He loves his ellipses

And subverting all of my work

Man that really really hurts

Even Andrew liked him at first

Even Andrew

Man I feel like a parking lot

People rolling over me without a thought

And no one seems to care what I’ve got

And what I bring to the table

I know that I am more than able

To hang with the big dogs

Oh my God

I can’t be such a jerk

And it’s a lot of work

Just to feel good about myself again and

Oh my God

I cannot handle this pressure

It’s a burden on my every day

But it’s too late

Everyone is gone

And I’m in no shape

To go home

I’m afraid I’ve overstayed my welcome

And I don’t want to sleep in my car

So Lexi offers me her couch

And a warm blanket

And in this moment

I’m reminded of what it is to be human

But

I can’t stand to be associated

With any of these philistines

It’s not that I think too highly of myself

I literally have no self esteem

Maybe I’m afraid that if I think too much about it

I will know that I am just another one of these assholes

I should go ahead and make a business card