Pity Party

My comfort zone is far away from here
The company I keep has filled me with fear
Don't know what to do or who I could tell
That everyday I wake up I'm in my own personal hell
I search for answers to my insecurities
In the attention from others and their bodies
Self deprecation's the key to blending in
So let me pull out my violin

Hey!

I'm a tragic mess
I'm always sorry
But I look my best
At my pity party
At my pity party
My pity party
But I look my best
At my pity party

I fade into the laughter at my own expense
Trading confidence for a good defense
I only seek silence inside of my mind
But the voices and I have become intertwined

I'm a tragic mess
I'm always sorry
But I look my best
At my pity party
At my pity party
My pity party
But I look my best
At my pity party

Don't feel bad for me
I'm having a ball
These demons and I
Are gonna party till we fall
Don't feel bad for me
I've lost my soul
These demons will soon
Swallow me whole

Hey!

I'm a tragic mess
I'm always sorry
But I look my best
At my pity party
At my pity party
My pity party
At my pity party
My pity party
At my pity party
But I look my best
At my pity party

(I look my best at my pity party)