This song is so me:
I got boulders on my shoulders
Collar bones begin to crack
There is very little left of me and it's never coming back
There are certain things you ask of me
And there are certain things I'll lack
The beginning, we were winning
But now I'm just making up facts
What's it matter anymore?
If you believe the lies I tell
There's no meaning to the words
'Be nice to me' - The Front Bottoms