Letra de Good For Nothing

I'm boring I'll stay inside and rot in bed all day And you won't wonder why I'm not moving In a casket made of dirty laundry So I'll just sit and wait I won't talk unless you talk to me first I guess that makes it worse Because we don't talk these days But a bad friend is still a friend either way At least I hope I still have a place with you It's like you always said Just put your best foot first But what does that mean When you say I'm the fucking worst? It's like you never said But always made me feel like I'm good for nothing I'm good at nothing I'm weak But I'd like to think there's Another part of me That's not spineless Always nervous And I'd like to think you think the same That it's just my luck And it's fucked