VERSE
I'd invite you to my pity party,
But there's only room for one.
I'll call you so you can come over,
Once this is all done.
Maybe things will finally work out,
Before the end of October.
And I won't be so goddamn lonely,
When this is all over.
CHORUS
Don't feel sorry for me,
Cause this is all I need.
Hundreds of empty roads,
And thick clouds of cigarette smoke.
OUTRO
I'd invite you to my pity party,
You probably wouldn't come.
I'll text you when its all over,
Maybe you can make the next one.
And things will probably work out,
By the end of December.
And I won't be so goddamn lonely,
When this is all over.
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