You said it
I lift a little finger, I'll get better at love
Babe, I promise one day I'm gonna give it some thought
And I'm sorry if it's boring and don't work on TV
But you never let the truth get in the way of a good story

But I look pretty in a bell jar
And I'm a diva with a cold heart
Live in a castle with my walls up
I know you're right
But fuck it, it's whatever, man

Look at me now
I'm a parody of myself
Ripping your heart out

Me and my ego
Riding into the sunset with my eyes shut
How can I go to hell when I
Kiss the sky, kiss the sky
When I kiss the sky
I know you're right
But fuck it, it's whatever, man

I don't wanna look back
When the Sun's in my face
'Cause there ain't nothing back there
just old love past the sell by date
And if I'm honest, I'm well aware of my flaws
But can you try and not mention
all of mine while I try to forget yours?

But I look pretty in a bell jar
And I'm a diva with a cold heart
Live in a castle with my walls up
I know you're right
But fuck it, it's whatever, man

Look at me now
I'm a parody of myself
Ripping your heart out

Me and my ego
Riding into the sunset with my eyes shut
How can I go to hell when I
Kiss the sky, kiss the sky
When I kiss the sky
I know you're right
But fuck it, it's whatever, man