around with a fake tan on my legs id rather sit in the sun drinking vbs talking shit with my friends tattoos and movies and everybody they end up in a pile just lying on your bedroom floor cause youre a waste of space cause youre a waste of space ticking all the boxes gotta keep yourself in the clear tip toeing on the sidewalk because your mind is full of fear when you look into the mirror tell me baby what do you see the person looking back at you is the greatest mystery cause youre a waste of space youre a waste of space youre a waste of space youre a waste of space youve been walking around with your head up in the clouds ive been riding in the backseat just trying to figure you out with the demons digging deeper and your hands are forever tied well when are you gonna take a step back and finally realise youre a waste of space youre a waste of space youre a waste of space youre a waste of space 