Memoirs of a Pessimist by Kaitlyn Myers Lyrics

One two three four five am on a Tuesday
I know I should be fast asleep by now
But I've got far too many things on my mind
Used to be happy, I can't remember how
I'm tired of the disconnect
And hopes that perish before they start
Tired of having to collect
The remnants of my stubborn heart

I have made a list
Of all these broken promises
Call me a pessimist
All I do is reminisce
About the distant times
Where my fate had felt like mine
I know I'm a pessimist
But I can't breathe like this

Weeks and months and years go by without purpose
I know, I know, I should cherish each one
But it's an endless cycle of empty
And it's mistakes that cannot be undone
I'm tired of the disconnect
And hopes that perish before they start
Tired of having to collect
The remnants of my stubborn heart
I have made a list
Of all these broken promises
Call me a pessimist
All I do is reminisce
About the distant times
Where my fate had felt like mine
I know I'm a pessimist
But I can't breathe like this

Tell me to be positive
I'm telling you that I am
Giving all I got to hold on
Tell me to put on a smile
Tell me is it worthwhile
When everybody leaves before dawn
Tell me to be positive
I'm telling you that I am
Giving all I got to hold on, hold on
Tell me to put on a smile
Tell me is it worthwhile
When everybody leaves before dawn

I have made a list
Of all these broken promises
Call me a pessimist
All I do is reminisce
About the distant times
Where my fate had felt like mine
I know I'm a pessimist
But I
I have made a list
Of all these broken promises
Call me a pessimist
All I do is reminisce
About the distant times
Where my fate had felt like mine
I know I'm a pessimist
But I can't breathe like this

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