Screw Up

Why is it so hard to be me I don’t know who else to be Trying hard to do right Always ends up a fright Then I don’t seem sincere Might as well go have a beer Why do I even try Makes me want to curl up and die I attempt to be precise But all I do is roll the dice Then it seems I’m being untrue When screwing up is all I do It’s no fun being a scatterbrain And always getting caught in the rain Can someone help break this spell I put myself through pure hell Just be careful what you do Is all I ever heard or knew Take it slow and before long You will stop hearing gongs How can they tell so many untruths Where the hell is that noose I’m just a big ole goof Because screwing up is all I do