[Lyric] This is GOSP.... I Mean ART Now They Cant Sue ME (Handsome Failure)

Oh goddamn
That's a handsome man
That you're standin' with
He might be shorter than me
But he is twice as fit
Pulled up today in a BMW
Oh he's so in love with you
I bet you love to lay beside him
Oh it must be nice
To lay beside someone
I forgot what it felt like
To even be remotely in the presence of love

But the difference in me
And the difference in most
Is I brought this on mysеlf
Oh I made my bed
Now I will writhe
Uncomfortably in it
I don't mind bеin' sad and lonely
If you thought I did
I guess you don't fuckin' know me
Cause though I'm not screamin' too often
And I'm not playin' any power chords
I'm still an emo musician
And I need tears to make those words
Hahaha
I'm kinda like Bukowski
I'm suffering on purpose for my own enlightenment
Ans a way to bring joy into the unwashed masses around me
I don't mind the fact that I haven't been touched
By anyone in so long my skin's numb
It kinda burns though
At least I'm feeling something at all
That is a privilege that not most get
I don't really have to give a shit
That my life is falling apart and I don't mind
At least I have a whole lot of free time
To write songs
But I don't write songs
I just improv them on my feelings
And play shitty little two chord guitar parts
Shitty little two chord guitar parts (yeah)

Everyday I spend alone with myself
I start to get the bigger picture of why ya left
Cause if I had to hear someone throat sing ever fifteen minutes
I'd probably lose my mind and kill em to be honest
Cause my fashion sense is wack
My fashion sense is busted
My personality is fuckin' cracked out
And I don't know what is wrong with me
But that's fine
Cause I've got a whole lot of free time
And what are you doin'?
I bet you're at the Olive Garden or the Applebee's
Eatin' a happy little dinner with your new man
I bet he's telling you how pretty you look
In your new lipstick
And what am I doin'?
Well I'm sittin' alone, I'm writin' a brand new song
No-one's gonna listen to it at all
And I'm high on shrooms, thinkin' bout you
But not what you did but what you're gonna do
Eventually
And what's he doin'?
He's probably eating some fettucine alfredo
As he sits across from you
He's probably drinkin' some white wine
He seems like a white wine guy
Cause red wine probably makes him blush
And he thinks that that's gay
Cause he seems very homophobic
He really seems like he might be a little bit toxic
Maybe not to you but to himself and his fellow man
The call that toxic masculinity in the college scene
I just fucked up saying that, what the fuck is wrong with me

I bet you're gonna go home and lay down beside him
Mmm that must be nice
I'm gonna sit here and trip and draw circles
Cause goddamn I'm so profound
What are you guys, havin' sex?
Heh, I know the meaning, of like, everything now
Like my ego is fucking dead
I bet you guys are having sex
It's probably hard cause he's five foot six
That's like five inches shorter than you
Does he have to do doggystyle on a stepstool
Probably

Hahahahah
Hahahahahah
What the fuck is that even?
I don't know but it's going on the fuckin' album
Fuck it
My album, I decide what goes on it
Just make it, fuckin', the second to last track on the album
Hahahahah that falsetto