White Flag

What a surprise
It’s Friday night
And i’m alone on my couch watching my phone die
It’s not alright
I need a life
Right now i’m sober and so bored that i could die
I want a boyfriend with a cool name
To kiss or break up with, it’s all the same
I just gotta get away til my heads clear
I can’t create, i’m not inspired here
Where’d i go wrong
Can’t write a song
And i’ve been locked up in my room for way too long
And it’s my fault
Cause i choose not
To go and hang out with my friends when they have fun
I need a tragedy or cruel fate
I’ll take a good book too, it’s all the same
I just gotta get away til my heads clear
I can’t create I fucking hate it here
Got a feeling it’s about to change
And if it doesn’t, I don’t think I’ll handle it
I’ll go insane