I miss my grandma, I miss my friends
I never see them, I work weekends
I don't get paid, I don't feel good
And that won't change in all likelihood
People online, they get so arc
Go outside and touch some grass
If you got some sun, you wouldn't be that mad
She's so pretty that it made me sad
She got her only fans
And I'm not gonna judge her for that
Maybe she could be my girlfriend
God,
I really need a girlfriend But I don't wanna choose
I need options,
don't wave one flicks I just move on to
Mia,
Tia,
Lia and Isabel I can't,
I can't help myself
I can't,
I can't help myself I can't,
I can't help myself
Mia, Tia, Isabel I can't, I can't help myself
I can't, I can't help myself
Your friends all wanna do nice
But it's Tuesday,
you don't do drugs anymore You got boring,
babe
They're sniffing while they've got rent
to pay You're sniffing all your tears away
He told you that he'd keep you safe Now you get like two texts a day
More than loves in a desperate state
That's why I cannot find a girlfriend
I need options,
don't wave one flicks I just move on to Mia,
Tia,
Lia and Isabel
I can't,
I can't help myself I can't,
I can't help myself
I can't, I can't help myself Mia, Tia, Isabel
I can't,
I can't help myself I can't,
I can't help myself
Mia,
Tia, Lia and Isabel I can't, I can't help myself
I can't,
I can't help myself I can't,
I can't help myself
I can't, I can't help myself
The F.G.I.
is about
I can't, I can't help myself
I can't, I can't help myself
I'm, I'm
You wanna do lies, fellas?
Heh, no, I think leave it, though.