[Intro]
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
I hate social media
But don't delete it off my phone
I'll cry and say I need a break
Then get bored and go back in one day
And I hate this fucking industry
But I won't go back to college
'Cause it doesn't feed my narrative
That I'm a victim to my problems

[Chorus]
Haven't you learned I'm a bullshitter by now?
I don't think I really wanna figure it out
I'll sing the blues and run self-help books into the ground
I don't think I really wanna figure it out

[Verse 2]
I'll keep going on first dates
With a bunch of people that I'll hate
Complain about having no friends
But be the first one to cancel plans
I don't think I asked for your advice
No, wait, actually, I did
But doing the easy thing's too hard, I need it chaotic
[Chorus]
Haven't you learned I'm a bullshitter by now?
I don't think I really wanna figure it out
I'll sing the blues and run self-help books into the ground
I don't think I really wanna figure it out

[Bridge]
I have ninety-nine problems, but I make up every one of them
If I want to be a stubborn bitch, that's my prerogative
I feed my ego by not making any sense
Didn't ask to be born, insecure with a god complex

[Chorus]
Haven't you learned I'm a bullshitter by now?
I don't think I really wanna figure it out
I'll sing the blues and run self-help books into the ground
I don't think I really wanna figure it out

[Outro]
Hope my self-awareness is endearing
And doesn't make me come across as shitty
But I can promise you one thing
I'm working on myself by doing nothing