Doing All the Things I Used to Do with People, Part 2 Lyrics

Stay in bed, sometimes turning to my right, until i close my eyes
This is not a song about sleep or death, it's about something much smaller and paler than that
I'm not going to show it to my friends.
Cause when i came home i'd lost thirty something pounds,
I didn't leave my bed, i threw up in a bathroom in baltimore
Before dancing with a girl i'll probably never talk to again.
We won't be friends.
And i won't be nice to anyone because i don't see why i should.
I don't see the point, i won't get clean for the rest of my life.
I won't be nice