Why do I care about my voice so much? I got autotune. Why do I never leave the house, never see my friends? Why do I have a hundret songs that are catching dust? Why am I always just as good as my last song? Why do I have to be alone on a friday night? Why do I have to let go so easy? Why do I still think about you I haven't seen you in years. I lately see why you are lucky that you're not here with me. Why do I think about the words I choose? You can't understand me anyways. Why should I write another line if I don't have anything new to say?