So I'm here with a superfanHe's been blasting out his own musicAnd I've been telling him to stopAnd this makes me a superfanYou are a superfan of yourselfFunerals and coffee shops and people to meetSitting in my bedroom picking skin off of my feetPedophiles and drone attacks and everything in betweenThe internet is healthy for meMy ex, she up and leftShe found someone who was more fitShe thinks he's really specialBecause he DJs a bitEveryone DJs a bit now, everyoneIt's fine though, I could never give that girl what she wantsAm I a bad person?Dark thoughts inside my headWho am I to drag you down?Who am I to drag you down?Burden you with themSo if I callPlease just let the phone ringYou stay happyAnd I'll stay sorry for everything