I've got the devil chillin' on my shoulder
Telling me that soon it's gonna be over
'Cause why would anybody get closer to me?
So tell me, what am I waiting for?
Do I think that there must be something more?
One year in and I'm out the door, complete

If I'm honest
I've come to hate myself tonight
I do this every ti-i-i-ime

Why do I keep fucking good things up?
Runnin' from the ones I love the most
Show me how to let somebody in
Seven hundred nights I've spent alone

I self-sabotage, I self-sabotage
I self-sabotage every little thing
Every little thing

I know that I'm hard to love
I understand that you've had enough
Round and round, the same cycle
Can make you feel like a psycho

If I'm honest
I've come to hate myself tonight
I do this every ti-i-i-ime

Why do I keep fucking good things up?
Runnin' from the ones I love the most
Show me how to let somebody in
Seven hundred nights I've spent alone

I self-sabotage, I self-sabotage
I self-sabotage every little thing
Every little thing

I self-sabotage, I self-sabotage
I self-sabotage every little thing
Every little thing

Why do I keep fucking good things up?
Runnin' from the ones I love the most
Show me how to let somebody in
Seven hundred nights I've spent alone

I self-sabotage, I self-sabotage
I self-sabotage every little thing
Every little thing

Composição: DCF / Nathaniel Motte / Rebecca Black