Why should I fix the shit I've done
When I could just pack my shit and run?
Delete every number from my phone
So long
Yeah, I'll get new shirts 'cause mine all stink
And I'll tell my boss what I really think
Yeah, I'm in it now, I'm in it now
Could I start again, somehow?
Yes, I'm a mess with an S on my chest
Got stress filling up my head
So I spent last night blowing up my life
Now you won't see me again
Cheers to the front and cheers to the back
And cheers to the 2010s
I could hate my guts when the sun comes up
But I like myself like this
I like myself like this
