Don't know how to be alone
Without looking at my dumb phone
I numb brain, I numb my soul
Da da da da
I don't know how to be as happy
As the girls I see on my screen
Driving Porches in the valley
What about me?
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, I don't know what I've become
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Like will I ever be enough
Uh-uh
I'm so sick of competition
Uh-uh
Trying so damn hard to fit in
Like fuck this
I deserve the throne I sit in
And I'm so sick of comparison
And you can't tell me I ain't
A bad bitch
And don't you forget it
And I'm still a bad bitch
How come I forget it
Like mmm-mmm
I'm so sick of competition
But fuck that, maybe I don't wanna fit in
Don't know how to be alone
Without looking at my dumb phone
I numb brain, I numb my soul
Da da da da
And I can't seem to find the meaning
In the comments and the DMs
And I like to say I love it
But I've had just enough of it
Like
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, I don't know what I've become
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Like will I ever be enough
Uh-uh
I'm so sick of competition
Uh-uh
Trying so damn hard to fit in
Like fuck this
I deserve the throne I sit in
And I'm so sick of comparison
And you can't tell me I ain't
A bad bitch
And don't you forget it
And I'm still a bad bitch
How come I forget it
Like, mmm-mmm
I'm so sick of competition
But fuck that, maybe I don't wanna fit in
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
Ah-ah, I'm so sick of competition
Ah-ah, trying so damn hard to fit in
Like fuck this
I deserve the throne I sit in
And so sick of comparison
And you can't tell me I ain't
A bad bitch
And don't you forget it
I'm still a bad bitch
How come I forget it
Ah-ah, I'm so sick of competition
But fuck that, maybe I don't wanna fit in
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