Lyrics: Cameron Boucher/Charlie Singer/Raphael Bastek
Music: Cameron Boucher/Charlie Singer/Raphael Bastek
I'm tired of giving you examples
of times where I have said things I'd later regret.
This is the last time I'll admit to having periods of self doubt,
feeling sorry for myself.
I've spent the last four years
making new best friends
who, after a few more months, I won't ever see again.
I'm so damn sorry that I ****ed up.
And despite all my best efforts
to analyze the minds of great writers
by studying the words they once wrote,
I'm no closer to cracking Joyce than I am myself.
Is it always like this, or is it in my head?
I'm sorry for everything.