I’m just a s—I don’t get kicks out of Vodka‘Cause I don’t get sick anymoreI don’t miss the feeling when my eyes are streamingFrom crying alone on the floorMust be healingI been feelingI’m worth more (Sadboi, Sadboi)Oh-ohWhen I hang out with my relativesI don’t have nothing to sayThey tell me I’m so double negativeI’d say, “It’s relative, gimme a break”I’m not dealing, yeahI’m freewheeling to HellKeep me safe (Sadboi, Sadboi)I’m just a sad boyOh, boySad boyI wear my stripes out of duty (Yeah)
But I wear my sadness with prideI got my credentials from unstable mental healthI don’t have nothing to hideSomething’s grabbed me with timeAnd now I’m happy that I’m not dead (Sadboi, Sadboi)I’m just a sad boyOh, boySad boyBoys never cry, but I cry all the timeI could fight it, but I would be lyingI’m stuck in my waysI’m stuck in my ways (How many)Boys never cry, but I cry all the timeI could fight it, but I would be lyingWhat more can I say? (Sad boy, Sad boy)I’m just a sa- (nice) boyOh, boyI’m just a sad boyOh, boySad boy