Nothing
Lyrics
One, two, three, four
Ah, that wasn't good enough
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
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
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 (I did)
But doing the easy thing's too hard
I need it chaotic
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
I have ninety-nine problems, but I'll 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
I don't know the words, I don't know the words
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
Hope my self-awareness is endearing (ooh)
And doesn't make me come across as shitty (shitty, ooh)
But I can promise you one thing (ooh)
I'm working on myself by doing nothing (ooh)
Writer(s): Catie Turner, Ruslan Odnoralov
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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