Shane Dawson f..ck Up
I wake up on the wrong side of my floor
My clothes still smell like the night before
Where Am I?
Why am I talking to myself? (Self)
I’m like a fat kid running through a candy store
I’m like a nympho surrounded by a bunch of whores
Why Can’t I Just Get Control Over Myself? (Self)
I’m not trying to be a saint.
I don’t wanna be president someday.
I’m just trying to make my way. (Yeah)
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do anything right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
It ain’t no one’s fault but mine
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do nothing right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up (Yeah)
So if you f..ck up all the time
Let’s all sing.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Da Da Da Da Da Da
My girlfriend told me that she wants a break
And that bring with me is what turned her gay
What’s with me; why does this happen all the time? (Time)
I’m like a blind man walking through a perfume shop
I’m like a black guy switching ladies in front of the cops
Why can’t I just get control over myself? (self)
I wake up on the wrong side of my floor
My clothes still smell like the night before
Where Am I?
Why am I talking to myself? (Self)
I’m like a fat kid running through a candy store
I’m like a nympho surrounded by a bunch of whores
Why Can’t I Just Get Control Over Myself? (Self)
I’m not trying to be a saint.
I don’t wanna be president someday.
I’m just trying to make my way. (Yeah)
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do anything right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
It ain’t no one’s fault but mine
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do nothing right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up (Yeah)
So if you f..ck up all the time
Let’s all sing.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Da Da Da Da Da Da
My girlfriend told me that she wants a break
And that bring with me is what turned her gay
What’s with me; why does this happen all the time? (Time)
I’m like a blind man walking through a perfume shop
I’m like a black guy switching ladies in front of the cops
Why can’t I just get control over myself? (Self)
I’m not trying to be a saint.
I don’t wanna be president someday.
I’m just trying to make my way. (Yeah)
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do anything right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
It ain’t no one’s fault but mine
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do nothing right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up (Yeah)
So if you f..ck up all the time
Let’s all sing.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Da Da Da Da Da Da
I’m just a bad luck charm.
To blame when things go wrong.
Been cursed since I was born
Maybe one day I’ll change
For now all I can say
(Yeah)
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do anything right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
It ain’t no one’s fault but mine
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up, yeah
I can’t do nothing right
I’m sorry I’m a f..ck up (Yeah)
So if you f..ck up all the time
Let’s all sing.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Oops my bad I never said I’d ever get it right.
Da Da Da Da Da Da
Ah, f..ck it.
