Great Americans

Wake up, burnt out, start the day in flames
Is it because I didn't text you back? Back
Cat bring (meow, meow)
Keep sending me mixed signals (meow, meow, meow, meow)
It's like I haven't learned a thing
Stressed out, burnt up, I'm moving way too fast
I need to reel it in, I just might bust my ass
I might hurt myself

Don't know much
Everything I do is a learned behavior
Achoo-choo macho, achoo-choo macho

Midday, still weird, I'm probably overthinking
Yes, I saw you call, I'm still not calling back
'Cause I'm overwhelmed
Dear Lord, send help, I'm talking to my cats (meow)
I keep vacuuming and nothing's getting clean
'Cause I'm overwhelmed
One thing's for sure
You're gonna find a way to leave
But before you go, please return my clothes
You can't have my coat

Don't know much
Everything I do is a learned behavior
I keep fucking up, but I land on my feet

It's dark, I'm lost, walking around in circles (ah)
I didn't complete a thing (shit), I missed my chance
Don't know much, everything I do
Is an SOS, something's clearly off
I'm undiagnosed (shit)