Falling Out - Hungover

I’m nowhere close to thirty-five

And I’m already worried about my hairline

It’s receding just like my friends

The ones who said they’d stick around 'til the end

I’ve got students loans and no degrees

I’ve got a dead end job

I’m scared nobody likes me

This anxiety tears me to shreds

Which brings me right back to the hairs on my head

They’re falling out

It feels like I’m falling down

Stuck in a rut and no one can help me out

I just wanna feel good enough

I know I’m rough around the edges

But I’m trying to be the best that I can be

I just wanna make you proud

Don’t wanna let anybody down

I wanna prove I’m something

It’s driving me crazy

Well you can color me considerate

But you’ve got to be kidding

My hair’s falling out and the certainly needs fixing

Life’s so hard

Hope it gets better

So sick of this cloudy weather

And if misery loves company

Then why am I so anxious when I’m lonely?

I just want someone to see the best in me

What’s left in me

When I’m finally good enough

When I finally shape my edges up

I’ll still be trying

I’ll still be trying