(Intro)
Where do we start?
I've got a black belt in falling apart.
(Verse)
I wear my flaws like a second skin,
A trophy case of where I’ve been,
The mirror’s cracked, it’s plain to see,
This chaos stares right back at me.
I’ve got a playlist for every scar,
A roadmap of how I’ve come this far,
No therapy, just late-night drives,
Keeping all my doubts alive.
Where do we start?
I've got a black belt in falling apart.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh-oh-oh
Whoaaaaa oh OH!
(Chorus)
Self-diagnosed, I’m a beautiful mess,
A disasterpiece carved in distress,
I’ll wear this crown when I'm lost at sea,
A self-diagnosed disaster—yeah, that’s me.
(Verse 2)
I’ve got a trophy case of dumb mistakes,
A scrapbook full of handshakes I fake,
The neighbors wave, but they don’t come close,
I’m the haunted house they talk about most.
I tried to fix me with duct tape and glue,
But the pieces don’t fit like they used to,
I’m yelling at the ceiling, “It’s cool, it’s fine,”
But the water’s rising past the power lines.
(Pre-Chorus)
Oh-oh-oh
Whoaaaaa oh OH!
(Chorus)
Self-diagnosed, I’m a beautiful mess,
A disasterpiece carved in distress,
I’ll wear this crown when I'm lost at sea,
A self-diagnosed disaster—yeah, that’s me.
Bridge
Maybe I’m the punchline, maybe I’m the joke,
A sparkler burning out in the backyard smoke,
I’ll wave my white flag, but it’s stained with rust,
Surrender’s just giving up on us.
So I’ll crank the volume, let the speakers bleed,
Turn my wreckage into something I need
(Chorus)
Self-diagnosed, I’m a beautiful mess,
A disasterpiece carved in distress,
I’ll wear this crown when I'm lost at sea,
A self-diagnosed disaster—yeah, that’s me.
(GUITAR SOLO OUTRO)
Oh-oh-oh
Whoaaaaa oh OH!
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