歌词
My older sister left me for a year in Brazil
And let me keep her torn up t-shirt to sleep in
But weeks went by and I felt sad cause it no longer smelled like her
Memories already blurred
I guess I'm just that sentimental type of girl
Lost in my sad and melancholic world
And I feel bad cause I didn't tell her enough
That I appreciate her cause I'd rather act tough
Yes, I love her more than what my head allows me to
But still I'm having trouble spelling out the truth
Cause I'm one narcissistic, two faced, lazy critic
All obsessed with my own success, forgetting 'bout the rest
My mother woke me up and made me breakfast every morning
So when I moved out I cried four nights straight, real outpouring
I even kept the flowers from my grandmas funeral
They're dried out in a chipped glass in my living room
I guess I'm just that sentimental type of girl
Lost in my sad and melancholic world
And I feel bad cause I didn't tell them enough
Shit I appreciated, cause I'd rather act tough
Yes, I love them more than what my head allows me to
But still I'm having trouble spelling out the truth
That I'm one narcissistic, two faced, lazy critic
All obsessed with my own success, forgetting 'bout the rest
Oh God, I'm such a loser ain't I
Oh God, I'm such a loser ain't I