I ain't been sleepin

Verse 1
I think I'ma start a garage band, and write some songs about my ex boyfriends
Wait—scratch that, I don’t care where they went
I got bigger things living rent-free in my head
Like the way my phone won’t stop buzzing
Or the news saying “just kicked out a dozen”
My coffee’s cold, my brain’s on fire
I’m late to nowhere, but I’m still tired
Pre-Chorus
Everyone’s yelling, nobody’s right
Laugh track playing in a burning room tonight
Chorus
I ain’t been sleeping, I been doing laps
Running from the future and the things I lack
Smile too wide like I’m having fun
While my head goes bang bang bang to the drum
I ain’t been sleeping, don’t know why
But the ceiling fan knows all my crimes
Life feels loud, so I turn it up
If I’m gonna crash, I’ll do it in love
Verse 2
Missed calls, missed signs, missed my train
Miss the version of me with a quieter brain
Everybody’s “fine” but we’re glued to a screen
Watching the world end in HD
I buy dumb things to feel something
Like ripped jeans and philosophy books
If I’m being honest, I don’t need answers
I just need a beat that hits when it hooks
Pre-Chorus
I don’t need saving, don’t need advice
Just give me noise and fluorescent lights
Chorus
I ain’t been sleeping, I been doing laps
Running from the future and the things I lack
Smile too wide like I’m having fun
While my head goes bang bang bang to the drum
I ain’t been sleeping, don’t know why
But the ceiling fan knows all my crimes
Life feels loud, so I turn it up
If I’m gonna crash, I’ll do it in love
Bridge (half-time, moody)
Maybe I’m scared of standing still
Maybe silence makes it real
If I keep the speakers shaking walls
I don’t have to hear my thoughts at all
Breakdown (distorted, chanty)
No sleep, no peace, no plan, no rules
All gas, no brakes, too tired to choose
No sleep, no peace, no time to think
Turn it up till the floorboard sinks
Final Chorus (double-time, head-bang section)
I ain’t been sleeping, I been alive
Every bad idea feels right tonight
If the world’s a mess, then so am I
But this song slaps, so I’ll survive
I ain’t been sleeping, that’s okay
I’ll rest when the noise fades away
Life’s too weird to tone it down
So turn the amp till the garage shakes now

garage band, female vocals, Bass, Electric Guitar, Drums, pop