it's ok, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Feels like the world is on my ass, tryin' to humble me

But I'm not tryin' to brag, I just want to say it honestly

It doesn't matter

If you're offended when I get bored of the chatter

I'm just too focused on myself, I know you see it too

I don't have much energy, so why should I waste it on you?

Okay, you like me, I get that

But I'm not obligated to feel the same way back

I watched my mother do it on her own for so long

that I grew up thinking wanting love was so wrong now I,

I got these standards, I'm picky as shit

If you don't have it all I don't want none of it

Yeah, I think that I'm a bad bitch and I deserve the best

I don't fuckin' want it if it doesn't pass the test

It's okay, I know I might end up alone

I'm unrealistic, idealistic

Apathetic, symptomatic, always on some bullshit

And I've gotten too use to being alone

It's okay, I didn't expect you to know

Didn't expect you to know

No, I won't apologize

I protect my peace

Keep my eyes on the prize

While you're still tryin' to follow me

Never once did I say I was special

But I'm still gonna live like I'm royalty so

Mind your business if we don't work

Leaving insults in my DMs as if that's all I care about

You hate to see a girl secure with herself

To the point where I'd rather just be by myself

I crave the unattainable

(A pipe dream is all I need)

A love that seems impossible

(Prefer the fairytales, don't want to wake up from this dream)

I'm so stuck in my head but I keep it that way

(I know that I can't spend my whole life disassociating)

I don't know how else to keep my heart safe

(So I put up all these walls, it's getting concerning)

I've seen my father treat people in a way that's so wrong

I grew up to be terrified of love for so long now I,

I got these standards, I'm picky as shit

If you don't have it all I don't want none of it

Yeah, I think that I'm a bad bitch and I deserve the best

I don't fuckin' want it if it doesn't pass the test

It's okay, I know I might end up alone

I'm unrealistic, idealistic

Apathetic, symptomatic, always on some bullshit

And I've gotten too use to being alone

It's okay, I didn't expect you to know

Sometimes it seems as if everyone fears being alone

And somehow I convinced myself that I don't

Even thought I spent my whole life trying to love myself

Because I believed no one else would

If only I could just everything go, I'd open up more if I could

But I mean, I guess it's okay

I have myself and that's what's important

Love could be a winning game, sure

But I always choose to forfeit.