Obsessive Muso with No Friends

One more night alone in my room
Listening to music I think makes me cool
It’s not cool being lonely, not cool being cold
Not cool being someone you wouldn’t want to know
Now my room stinks like shit
I’ve been in here too long
Dwelling on lines in other people’s songs
Saying, «Yes, this is me!
Your lyrics break through!»
But I don’t deserve the lines I relate to