[Verse 1]
Traced my footprints 'til I drift over backwards
Why am I always so willing to give into sadness?
Burn down my house, just to build me a palace
Painted a picture and spit in the camera (lens)

[Chorus]
So what do you do, when you ain't shit?
When you ain't you?
When they say that everything about you is just too much of an issue?
They say if you ain't them, you ain't cool

I ain't got a lot of marbles left
Sometimes wish to harm myself
Trapped in my apartment cell
It's all hell

[Verse 2]
So sick and tired, of being sick and tired
Figure "Life's a bitch."; Why don't that bitch retire?
She wouldn't piss on me even if I were lit on fire
Skip entire days of thinking, keep on getting higher

[Verse 3]
But no amount of drugs seem to make me numb enough
To not think about the stuff that I keep on fucking up
They told me life would suck, so my "Why?" should suck it up
My mind was once a dove, now it's covered up in mud
[Chorus]
So what do you do, when you ain't them?
When you're just you?
Sitting in the dark with a box of tissues?
Flipping off your shadows? Going boo hoo?

Bitch, boo hoo
Boo hoo
Bitch, boo hoo
Boo hoo (Yuh)