Better or Worse

(Congratulations user, you just won a brand new iPhone)

Hey dipshit, how’s it going?
Still alone with all this?
Can’t get enough of me, huh?
Alright

Everything that’s made to be
Everything that’s bound to happen
Everything that ever mattered
Comes from within

Cut the bullshit
With the plastic sun and melting flowers
I’ll give you something to cry about

You’re the ATM of virtue
God damn

Think about this for a moment
Do we really need another Byron?
How’s „not really” for an answer?
Huh?

Come sing me lo mein noodles shithead swing
We’re not fighting, mum, it’s fine
Just hopscotch, nothing too fancy

Young Ulysses, huh?
Should I tell you to fuck off in ancient greek?

Get enough of me already
I was made for ███ing you baby
Knock knock who’s there, type of romance
Chances taken

(Say hi to ███, ok?)

Let’s have a little walk
I guess we’re stuck together
For better or worse

(Congratulations user, you just won a brand new iPhone)