[Verse 1]
I am leaving your party
I am walking off the alcohol
You and me in the corner
Already feeling small

[Chorus]
At my best, I'm a sacrificial lamb
At my best, I am something you could handle

[Verse 2]
Things that make me feel better
Will hurt me eventually
And the people I trusted
Will worm their way out of the scene
Does it feel like pity
When you don't feel anything at all?
I am leaving your party
I am not having fun anymore

[Chorus]
At my best, I'm a sacrificial lamb
At my best, I am something you could handle
At my best, I'm a second rate plan
At my best, I am whining and you know it
At my best, I am something better, out of sight
I can tеll you what I mean if I know it's alright
I tried to keep it friendly but it just camе out
Now I'm wrecked on the subway like a shell of myself