"New Kind Of Lonely" lyrics

I can be an asshole, yes I can
I can hold fire in the palm of my hand
I don't mind the hurt, I don't mind the heat
Pain is just food for hate to eat
So I rinse and repeat the sorrow
And I burn it all down for better tomorrow

Yeah I'm full of bullshit, yes I am
Oh, I can make an enemy my best friend
I take all the bitter and make it feel sweet
'Cause lies are just truth that dreamers believe
So I take the words I borrowed
And I use them to make up a better tomorrow
I use them to make up a better tomorrow
With a new kind of lonely
The old familiar friends
With faces that makes feel more or less alone
When we can barely even recognize our own

Oh, a new kind of lonely
Hmm, hmm

I can be a dreamer, but I don't sleep
I'm a collector with nothing to keep
Everything precious I make feel cheap
I swim in the shallow and drown like it's deep
With a new kind of lonely
Brand new routine
Maybe someday things will get better
Maybe they won't be days, we'll see
I'm watching dust collect around a growing stack of mail
But if anything can bring better days
Maybe this new kind of lonely will

So I take regrets I've swallowed
Hope that there might be a better tomorrow