This song is by Rilo Kiley. It's called "A Man/Me/Then Jim." Basically, I suggest Rilo Kiley or Jenny Lewis to anyone out there.

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"I'm sorry I'm hard to live with
Living is the problem for me."

Gross.

I haven't showered since Wednesday. I haven't washed my hair since Thursday. I haven't washed my own hair since Tuesday. Ewww.

I don't know what's real and what's fake anymore.
Some of these feelings are so strong.
I keep getting frustrated. I can't hold off anymore. You make me angry. Everything makes me angry.

Sometimes, I think about going back. Then I realize what has changed. I have changed. And there's no going back. Nothing will ever be the same.

And I miss you.

Bongos and trumpets.

When things are going okay, all I can do is self-destruct.

Now that I've officially missed my sleep window, I just need to say that I shouldn't have to feel this way. I talk to you and you think you know what I'm going through, but you have no idea. And I just keep getting worse.

Do you listen to me at all?

I'm sorry. Did I offend you in some way? Does asking, "how are you doing today" warrant scowls and one word answers? Is there a reason you walk away when I walk up? Do I smell? Your job is to go to the first register you see that needs help. That doesn't mean the first one you see that has someone you know or like on it. It doesn't work that way. So confused.