Tryna turn things around Usually ends in a spiral I got a few watching now But they're on free trials Each day I wake up, say: "Tomorrow, I'll eat well" So I'll look good on the shelf I'm a shell of myself I'm a shell of myself, can you not tell? Washed up, but not clean Get me outta my shell, shell of myself If you really can't tell I'm a shell of myself, can you not tell? You're not listening Get me outta my shell, shell of myself Put your ear up to me And you might hear the ocean Depending on how far away We are from the beach I mean no, but really You might at least notice I have something that you need I'm a shell of myself I'm a shell of myself, can you not tell? Washed up, but not clean Get me outta my shell, shell of myself If you really can't tell I'm a shell of myself, can you not tell? You're not listening Get me outta my shell, shell of myself She sells seashells by the seashore I sell myself at the front door I'm a shell of my— She sells seashells by the seashore I sell myself at the front door