You worry About things That never come to pass At night you're all alone A slave to your cell phone Betray Yourself With chemicals and constant self doubt And now You're used up You're outta luck and had enough I had a friend who Reminds me of you He blew his top He split his seam And that's the end it seems Betray Yourself With chemicals and constant self doubt And now You're used up You're outta luck and had enough Betray Yourself With chemicals and constant self doubt And now You're used up You're outta luck and had enough Had enough Had enough Had enough