Bellabeth - Nothing Special Lyrics

You're not wasting a minute
You reached your limit
Ya we got something you don't have, you wanna kill it
Look at you grinning
Like you are winning
But imma turn you 'round, right back to the beginning
I guess so you don't get bored
You like to sow discord
And make people keep score
In arguments they never started
You're always onboard
To fabricate discourse
You'll lean back and watch on
As someone ends up broken-hearted
So surreal
You know none of this is complicated
You've revealed
That you must be feeling so frustrated
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
Constantly swinging
You always bring it
It kinda looks like you can do this without thinking
Guess it's a habit
To let us have it
Because deep down that's how you're dealing with your sadness
You're so easily spotted
You must be exhausted
Ignored and unwanted
I don't see how that is my problem
Happily twisted
And strangely persistent
You know what you're missing
There's nothing like it at the bottom
So surreal
You know none of this is complicated
You've revealed
That you must be feeling so frustrated
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
You try to break us up
'Cause you're not good enough
And under all that fluff
You're filling a black
'Cause you're nothing special
It's okay you won't be here tomorrow
You'll go back to dwelling in your sorrow
You will wake up feeling bored and hollow
Then you'll find somebody else to follow
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
You try to break us up
'Cause you're not good enough
And under all that fluff
You're filling a black
'Cause you're nothing special

You're not wasting a minute
You reached your limit
Ya we got something you don't have, you wanna kill it
Look at you grinning
Like you are winning
But imma turn you 'round, right back to the beginning
I guess so you don't get bored
You like to sow discord
And make people keep score
In arguments they never started
You're always onboard
To fabricate discourse
You'll lean back and watch on
As someone ends up broken-hearted
So surreal
You know none of this is complicated
You've revealed
That you must be feeling so frustrated
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
Constantly swinging
You always bring it
It kinda looks like you can do this without thinking
Guess it's a habit
To let us have it
Because deep down that's how you're dealing with your sadness
You're so easily spotted
You must be exhausted
Ignored and unwanted
I don't see how that is my problem
Happily twisted
And strangely persistent
You know what you're missing
There's nothing like it at the bottom
So surreal
You know none of this is complicated
You've revealed
That you must be feeling so frustrated
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
You try to break us up
'Cause you're not good enough
And under all that fluff
You're filling a black
'Cause you're nothing special
It's okay you won't be here tomorrow
You'll go back to dwelling in your sorrow
You will wake up feeling bored and hollow
Then you'll find somebody else to follow
I see right through your shit
You're bad at faking it
Just go on and admit
You're filling a black hole
'Cause you're nothing special
You try to break us up
'Cause you're not good enough
And under all that fluff
You're filling a black
'Cause you're nothing special