Why Do I

I'm tired of being tired of being
 Why am I always disagreeing?
 Why am I always giving in to my evil twin
 I don't know why
 I'm making trouble just to make it
 Why don't I just lay back and take it
 Why am I never comfortable just being comfortable?
 I try to suck it up
 But then I always fuck it up
 Why do I pull wings off butterflies
 Look for things that hurt my eyes
 I kiss the boys but I'm the one who cries
 Why do I get off on misery
 Loneliness feels good to me
 I'm happy when I'm all hung out to dry
 Why do I
 I look sweet but deep inside I'm awful
 I'm colder than a frozen waffle
 I'm always searching for the rip in the silver lining
 Here it is
 I'm busy being so downtrodden
 I'm just a peach that's going rotten
 I wanna save the other peaches so I roll away
 I'm careful where I land
 Does anybody understand?
 Why do I pull wings off butterflies
 Look for things that hurt my eyes
 I kiss the boys but I'm the one who cries
 Why do I get off on misery
 Loneliness feels good to me
 I'm happy when I'm all hung out to dry
 Why do I
 Why do I