Look at My Life – Gracie Abrams

No, you don't need to come over
'Cause I'd crowd please and I'm tired
Slowly morphed into a poser
Barely know her anymore

But, oh, well, look at my life
Bet you can't tell, but it's kind of a bad time
A new spiral every night
Bawling my eyes out, no, but I'm so fine
Yeah, I might just shut up and drive
Hope I don't crash and blow out the headlights
My nightmare actualized
Got what I wanted, it doesn't sit right

I just got to the party
With the big shots and the Barbies
Empty talk and talk and talk until my ears bleed
He's holding a pill

He thinks that I should take one
But I'll raise him to the whole bunch
I'm kidding, God, he thinks I'm stupid
What a gut punch, but then we go

Downtown, there's no medicine
I'd spit out if it promises slowing down voices
Don't wanna hear a sound

But, oh, well, look at my life
Bet you can't tell, but it's kind of a bad time
A new spiral every night
Bawling my eyes out, no, but I'm so fine
Yeah, I might just shut up and drive
Hope I don't crash and blow out the headlights
My nightmare actualized
Got what I, what I

Mm, maybe if I smile enough, I'll get away with giving up
I'll move across the country just to judge myself
As I do when I'm sitting here, I miss my friends that disappear
And haven't seen 'em in a year
Oh God, what am I doing here?

But, oh, well, look at my life
Bet you can't tell but it's kind of a bad time
A new spiral every night
Bawling my eyes out, no, but I'm so fine
Yeah, I might just shut up and drive
Hope I don't crash and blow out the headlights
My nightmare actualized
Got what I wanted, it doesn't sit right