Coldhives And Screwdrivers

What's the point in getting out of bed today?
Soon as I step outside I break out in hives
I thought I'd be big as Drake by now
But I'm just 25 sitting on 25 bucks
But that's enough for orange juice and vodka

My girl says she wants to get a dog and have my son
But Fuck all that right now I need to make it to the top
My friends have been burdened with my secrets
And even if you found out just how bad I've been it doesn't change that we will die
We're good as dead and that's just life

All my exes packed up all their shit and moved away
Who am I supposed to cuddle with when I come back in town?
Wish I could go back to those days when I was 16
My music's better now, but boy I sure knew how to dream

Some of my fans slander me and drag me through the dirt
I guess they just don't understand how all this really work
You're either with me 'till the end or not at all
So if you got some shit to say i hope you know it doesn't change that you will die
You're good as dead and that's just life

And I've got a guilty conscious
I've got a guilty conscience, that's why I take you shopping often
Won't drink out the faucet, but take a stranger's shot and toss it back to where it hurts most... I'm going back to where I hurt most
We all seem to desire more than the necessities
That's why we're never happy
A bunch of spoiled brats you'll see we're throwing lots of tantrums

Like kids we need attention
I need another drink
I need another trick
I need a substance that'll bring me to the brink of death, that's when I really feel alive
A suburban boy living a lie