("Oh this songs too simple"

"Laughing leads to crying"

"Watch your mouth young lady!"

"Keep it down, cut it out, keep your hands to yourself")

Few things that you said are stuck on repeat

And I wonder if you're in this, in just as deep

Terrified that through this love hatred will phone

Scared of the mess that comes after the storm

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and I'm fucked

I can tell when you're down and it tears me apart

'Cause I know it's my fault for breakin' your heart

Frustration and pain is all I can feel

While the world moves around me, I'm prose and I'm still

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and I'm fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and I'm fucked

(So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and I'm fucked)

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and fucked

So stuck, this sucks, I'm outta sorts and I'm fucked