[Verse 1] Everybody loves me (or so they say), But I’m dining solo on a Tuesday night again. Two chairs, one plate, empty conversation, Stirring my drink like it’s gonna talk back in the end. [Pre-Chorus] Oh no, woe is me—cue the tiny violin! Should I post about it? Get some sympathy clicks? Or maybe just scream into the void, ‘cause nothing sticks! [Chorus] Why am I so lonely? Am I really that bad? Or do I just repel love like a goddamn plague? It’s a joke, it’s a curse, it’s my personal brand— Tragic, pathetic—someone clap for the mess that I am! [Verse 2] Checked my phone, guess what? No new texts. Guess even spam calls got bored and left. Maybe it’s my vibe, maybe it’s my luck— Or maybe I should just get a dog and shut the fuck up. [Pre-Chorus] Oh no, woe is me—add it to my highlight reel! Should I fake a breakdown, make my loneliness chic? Or maybe just ghost myself, since no one gives a shit! [Chorus] Why am I so lonely? Am I really that bad? Or do I just repel love like a goddamn plague? It’s a joke, it’s a curse, it’s my personal brand— Tragic, pathetic—someone clap for the mess that I am! [Verse 3] Took myself on a date, had a real good time, Ordered two drinks, just to fake a plus one lie. Left a seat open, just in case fate was kind— Spoiler alert: yeah, no one arrived. [female spoken half laughing] “Welcome to the my pity party! We’ve got existential dread, overpriced coffee, and an inbox full of ‘seen’ but no replies. Grab a drink, cry in the mirror, and let’s fucking go!” [Final Chorus] Why am I so lonely? Am I really that bad? Or do I just repel love like a goddamn plague? It’s a joke, it’s a curse, it’s my personal brand— Tragic, pathetic—someone clap for the mess that I am! Oh yeah—why am I so lonely?! Is it the world or just my fate? Guess I was built to be mine only— Somebody give me a goddamn break! Ooooooooo-yeaaaaaah Mmmmmmmmmmmmm
