Bad Advice - Penelope Scott

Life is long and God is mean

Suffering in everything

Music is bad and movies are too

Bugs are trapped inside my room

So pick anybody other than me

I’m so sick of telling lies

I’m so sick of smiling 'til

I can go home and cry

Say sad girls are hot

But it doesn’t even matter if

You want me or not

'Cause I’m so tired, I’m so low

I’ve got nowhere left to go

Leaves change color, babies cry

All I want to do is die

Cut two holes out of a sheet

Give me something good to eat

Trick or treat

What’s it gonna be?

I wish I could lose the weight and look the part

Exorcise my fat old heart

Wedding dress and smokey eyes

That look better after I cry

It’s nothing to me

These days

Halloween is nothing to me

And the worst part is

I have no desire to be thin

I don’t need to let them win

But I would give anything

To look the way that

Sick people are supposed to look

Why can’t I just finally die

Why can’t I just fail and try

I know exactly where my blood is

If I try I will not miss