[Chorus]
I've been fucked up, down bad
Deconstructing all my relationships, uh
Sometimes Ghostie's going out sad
Everyone's too busy to give a shit

[Verse 1]
I understand, I do
It's hard to change the mood
My pronoun is loser
Uh, how do you do?
For years, I've wanted to be safe
Too much depression, I feel like a slave
All these wounds of hate (Okay)
I cannot tire this pain

[Interlude]
Oh, ooh-ooh
I can't, I can't
Tire this pain that dwells so deep in my soul
I cannot contain

[Verse 2]
All this pain I feel
You can have it, you can have it
All this pain I feel, you can have it
You can have this shit 'cause I don't want it