Sometimes I hate being happy
I want to drink and make mistakes
I hate waking up and seeing the sun
I want to dance in the rain
I call him up and lay in his bed
Then get mad when he messes with my head
I don’t care if it’s happened more than once
I like partying with regrets, it makes it more fun
I want to go 60 in a 20
So let me go
I want to be silent
Throw away my phone
I’m so tired of trying
To be the good girl
The one who keeps the peace
I want to scream
And curse in your face
And show you everything that you do
To me
I want to break the glass that held me
In confinement
I want to cut the brakes to the car
of the lover who broke my heart
I want it all
So let me be unhappy
Where the clouds are gray
Let me see the dead flowers
And taste the flat champagne
Forget everything the therapist said
And let me tell you my sweet lies
That you’ll believe
Because that is the true me.