Remi Wolf - Pitiful Lyrics

Pitiful lyrics by Remi Wolf

Man, I feel sick, the joke’s on me
Went to the party looking for trees
Band in the back, art school kids
Discovered I know, all up in your thick hands

Hit me like a truck
Burnin’ on the 101
And if it’s just a break
Then why do I feel so yuck? (Yuck)

Now I’m so p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)
I get so, drunk-a-drunk-a-drunk when I call ya (Yuck)
Now, baby, it’ll take a miracle
I’ll go home, I’m p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
I’ll go home, I’m p-p-p-p-pitiful

I love my wine, he is my friend
When we go out he’s holding my hands
Pick up the phone, I’m calling for hours
Got me a hammer from a big [?]

Hit me like a truck
Burnin’ on the 101
And this is just my luck
Man, I feel so yuck? (Yuck)

Now I’m so p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)
I get so, drunk-a-drunk-a-drunk when I call ya (Yuck)
Now, baby, it’ll take a miracle
I’ll go home, I’m p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)

Now I’m so p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)
I get so, drunk-a-drunk-a-drunk when I call ya (Yuck)
Now, baby, it’ll take a miracle
I’ll go home, I’m p-p-p-p-pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
P-P-P-P-P-Pitiful (Yuck)
I’ll go home, I’m p-p-p-p-pitiful