Sorry for Myself - Eden xo, Jessica Eden Malakouti

I don’t feel pretty

This food is shitty

This traffic sucks

It makes me dizzy

You said you’d call me

You kept me waiting

Next thing, you want me

I’m sick of dating

Yeah

Oh, yeah

See, nobody understands me quite like Elvis do

So I pray to Madonna 'cause she gets my groove

I’ve had a bad day

I’m in a bad mood

I turn up the music so loud and I yell

The neighbors below me can just go to hell

They hit me with that broom-broom tap-tap

I hit 'em with a boom-boom back, oh well

I’m exercising my right to feel sorry for myself

I can’t stay focused

Adderall broken

Texting my therapist

She text back, she like, «who this?»

My thoughts are crazy

I can’t control 'em

Sympathize, but leave me alone

I just wanna break my cell phone

Nobody understand me quite like Dolly do

So I pray to Nirvana so I don’t fight these fools

I’ve had a bad day

I’m in a bad mood

I turn up the music so loud and I yell

The neighbors below me can just go to hell

They hit me with that broom-broom tap-tap

I hit 'em with a boom-boom back, oh well

I’m exercising my right to feel sorry for myself

It’s my party, I’ll cry if I want

I know I’ll survive like Aretha’s legend

Maybe I’m dramatic when I block you

Or maybe I just need a little extra attention

I turn up the music so loud and I yell

The neighbors below me can just go to hell

They hit me with that broom-broom tap-tap

I hit 'em with a boom-boom back, oh well

I’m exercising my right to feel sorry for myself

Exercising my right to feel sorry for myself

Exercising my right to feel sorry for myself