Feelin’ Low (F*ckboy Blues) Peach Pit

[Verse 1]
I want something always, more or less than what I have
Could be nothing but I'll go and look to be had

[Chorus]
You couldn't make it up
Least I don't think so
As you're coming on
And I'm backing up feeling low

[Verse 2]
All my wretched little recipes are the same
Add one cup of from you, and you'll know me by name

[Chorus]
You couldn't make it up
Least I don't think so
As you're coming on
And I'm backing up, feeling low

[Verse 3]
Just last Tuesday morning I recalled you at once
Your eyes shifting right on past my dumb fucking mug

[Chorus]
You couldn't make it up
Least I don't think so
As you're coming on
And I'm backing up, feeling low