good at being lonely, pt. II

Yeah, you good at being lonely, but I'm better, can you tell?
I'm still staring at the wall and I don't ever leave my room
I'm still staring at a screen until my eyes give out and close
I've been waiting for the moment that I feel more like myself

I've been walking round my neighborhood just listening to cars pass
I feel tired of my existence and the world that's gone to madness
Say you have my back, but no one does, I take care of my own shit
I've been hiding in my head, I know I gotta break that habit

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
I'm good at being lonely as hell
I'm good at hiding out in my shell
I don't really fuck with myself
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
I'm good at being lonely as hell
I'm good at hiding out in my shell
I don't really fuck with myself

Yeah, I wanna disappear into the brightness
Damn, damn, I'm such a hopeless case but I've made progress
Now I'm sitting on my floor, absorbing silence
Finding peace being alone with no accomplice
Sometimes I wanna die but first throw it off the balcony
Sometimes I don't say anything, my voice sounds dumb to me
Sometimes I feel like nothing more than an accessory
I shouldn't be so hard on myself, I don't wanna be

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
I'm good at being lonely as hell
I'm good at hiding out in my shell
I don't really fuck with myself
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
I'm good at being lonely as hell
I'm good at hiding out in my shell
I don't really fuck with myself