Special

It rained for the whole month
I slept in my mom's bed
I got a new haircut, nobody noticed
Stopped wearing a seatbelt and planning ahead
I got high for the first time, and then I got high again

Kept my hand on the bible, just like a hot stove
Curiosity kills me, I've just gotta know
Do you think that I'm pretty?
Do I come off as cold?
And who the fuck keeps moving the goal posts?

Too much of a good thing is still bad
It's been 6 years, why am I still sad?
How am I less than the sum of my parts?
Working twice as hard to get half as far

I've got nowhere to put it down
I've got no-one to talk to
I'll never get to be anybody еlse
Wherevеr you go, you take yourself with you
There will always be someone worse
And there will always be someone better
Everybody hurts but the hardest part is knowing
Your suffering doesn't make you special

I forgave all my exes and I forgot how to sing
Is my pain the only reason that I'm remotely interesting?
April showers, bring in the flood
And I killed my ego but I'm still not clean of the blood

He got a new girlfriend
She looks nothing like me
I'm still pissed at my body for not staying sixteen
I wish I were dumber, fuck-ably naive
I'm so sick and tired of always being comic relief

Too much of a good thing is still bad
It's been 6 years, why am I still sad?
How am I less than the sum of my parts?
Working twice as hard to get half as far

I've got nowhere to put it down
I've got no-one to talk to
I'll never get to be anybody else
Wherever you go, you take yourself with you
There will always be someone worse
And there will always be someone better
Everybody hurts but the hardest part is knowing
Your suffering doesn't make you special