I'm sorry if I'm not that good today I'm sorry if I've overgrown teen angst I'm sorry if I didn't do this right I'm sorry that I stayed inside But I just want to go to sleep and stay there for a while I want to be the kind of dead that seems to be in style I'll have over some company At the dinner party And laugh about the situation hard when I'm fifty I don't want anything at all I tried to fix my posture up again I had to force the texts I sent I've got a pounding headache on the sidewalk It's two days strong and I can't talk But I just want to go to sleep and stay there for a while I want to be the kind of dead that seems to be in style I'll have over some company At the dinner party And laugh about the situation hard when I'm fifty I don't want anything at all I'm all alone for hours in laptop places Or at the shops passing faces I tried to tell myself I was productive But now it's getting self-destructive I'll write an awful song to hit record And make it better when I'm bored I know that in a few weeks I'll be okay A toss up for the next few days But I just want to go to sleep and stay there for a while I want to be the kind of dead that seems to be in style I'll have over some company At the dinner party And laugh about the situation hard when I'm fifty I don't want anything at all