"Hot Water" lyrics

I need to get out of San Francisco, there's too many
All these fucking bad vibes here all the time
I'm sorry, Dad, um, I just need some fucking money, alright?
So, please just give me some fucking money
And then what? Where does this end?
This is—I gotta see this one through
This is kinda working out for me right now. I got five days sober
It doesn't look like it's working out

Went to LA for the year, but I couldn't drive
So, I spent the whole time
Hating my life
Now I'm stuck in-between getting rich and getting high
Tired of living, but I don't wanna die

Don't wanna die
Don't wanna die
Don't wanna die

Went to my mom's for Thanksgiving
But I was too drunk on my own inhibitions
Stumbled around, found myself in the kitchen
Hands in hot water, I'm doing the dishes
I should've been talking to you

Far too concerned with myself to be bothered
By anything. You wouldn't know what that's like
All this time trying not to be like my father
Maybe that's better than who I am now

Who am I now?
Who am I now?
Who am I now?

Went to DC just because
I thought it would fix all my problems and stuff
When the plane got to the gate, there I was
Can't run away from yourself for too long
You'll always be one step behind

Far too concerned with myself to be bothered
By anything. You wouldn't know what that's like
All this time trying not to be like my father
Maybe that's better than who I am now

Who am I now?
Who am I now?
Who am I now?

Went to LA for the year, forgot how to cry
And I found my existence buried in lies
Searching for something I never did find
I know this ain't living, but at least I'm alive