(Intro) Twenty-four hundred contacts. A thousand connections I'm running a performance, yeah, but I skip the genuine sections Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm okay (Verse 1) Yeah, I got five thousand followers and four hundred in my phone I got a hundred group chats where I just watch the conversation stone I scroll through the memories, I see the old crowd, the perfect picture day But if my car broke down right now, who's driving all the way I need a real favor, I need a quick hand, I need someone to talk to But every single person's on a highlight reel—they're too busy posing for you They all double-tap the sad posts, they send the little emoji heart But nobody's here to help me stop this engine from tearing apart (Pre-Chorus) (Guitars crash in, building fast punk power chords.) They said, "Be social," they meant "be the perfect online brand." I'm drowning in digital chatter, sinking right into the sand The noise is too loud, the connection is fake and thin This hollow isolation is the only way I win (Chorus) I have no friends — And I'm doing just fine My life is a solo act, I don't need to cross the line I'm the king of the lonely, the master of the silent night I’d rather be hated alone than constantly fighting to be right No Friends! I only trust the echo in my head The real world is perfectly dead (Verse 2) They hit me up for the ticket, they hit me up for the free stuff that we got They want the backstage password, but they vanish when I hit a low spot I watch the parties on the story, yeah, I see the perfect scene And I scroll right past it, 'cause I know exactly what it means It's an RSVP system for emotional support that fails They send the virtual flowers, but they ignore the sinking sails I delete the apps, I delete the numbers, and the phone stays dark and cold And I realized the best company is the story that I told (Pre-Chorus) They said, "Be social," they meant "be the perfect online brand." I'm drowning in digital chatter, sinking right into the sand The noise is too loud, the connection is fake and thin This hollow isolation is the only way I win (Chorus) I have no friends — And I'm doing just fine My life is a solo act, I don't need to cross the line I'm the king of the lonely, the master of the silent night I’d rather be hated alone than constantly fighting to be right No Friends! I only trust the echo in my head The real world is perfectly dead (Bridge) I waited by the phone! I waited by the door I realized the only person I could count on was who I was before You want the truth? You want the final, cold, hard fact I don’t need the contacts, I just need the time back (Chorus) I have no friends — And I'm doing just fine My life is a solo act, I don't need to cross the line I'm the king of the lonely, the master of the silent night I’d rather be hated alone than constantly fighting to be right No Friends! I only trust the echo in my head The real world is perfectly dead
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