the internet

I don’t think you get it
How it’s so fucked up, and I never said it
Didn’t even tell the friends I had
Knew that I was loading, no hold back and

I would get these jitters
Lost my sense of humor and I hated mirrors
Never used to see myself like that
Put my heart on the line and I pulled it back ‘cause

These shocks, it bite
No such thing as a private life
There you go, he was mine
There you go, he was mine

I can’t keep it up
I cannot hang on
I cannot but I’m alright
When I sit and cry all night

I’m think I’m losing touch
Nothing’s quite enough
I cannot but I’m alright
Not awake but I’m still tired

Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah

Left in my own devices
I get in my head, baby, I’m a Pisces
Feelings, they build up in my chest
I can’t tell a soul, gonna hold my breath and

Yeah, I try to hide it too
Turn it up, turn it up, no volume
Always see the loudest in the room, yeah
Oh, yeah, but

I can’t keep it up
I cannot hang on
I cannot but I’m alright
When I sit and cry all night

I’m think I’m losing touch
Nothing’s quite enough
I cannot but I’m alright
Not awake but I’m still tired

Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t know when you’re coming out, in fifteen minutes, so
Many apologies, hum, but
Yeah, just one of them ones, hum, mm
Maybe I watched, not fighting
I really just wanna throw my phone against the wall at the minute
I hate the fucking internet

I wanna talk, but I talk I’m gonna cry
And if I cry, I’m gonna have to tell ‘em why
And then I’ll overthink the conversation all night
I’m kind of tired, so I’ll be quiet, though

I wanna talk, but I talk I’m gonna cry
And if I cry, I’m gonna have to tell ‘em why
And then I’ll overthink the conversation all night
I’m kind of tired, so I’ll be quiet, though

I wanna talk, but I talk I’m gonna cry
And if I cry, I’m gonna have to tell ‘em why
And then I’ll overthink the conversation all night, all night

I can’t keep it up
I cannot hang on
I cannot but I’m alright
When I sit and cry all night

I’m think I’m losing touch
Nothing’s quite enough
I cannot but I’m alright
Not awake but I’m still tired

Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
Oh, oh-oh, fuck it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh-oh, fuck the internet
Oh, oh-oh, fuck it