On "Bummer," the dt charts the dizzying aftermath of betrayal and emotional confusion. The repeated line "Bite my tongue and take a look at yourself" creates a tense confrontation and illustrates the narrator's increasing isolation, "Now I'm drinking all by myself." The song feels restless because of the repetition, especially when the line "I'm waiting / I'm wasted too / I know it / Can't be true" comes back like an unfinished thought. Emotional disorientation swirls around the room, and I question who I am. "Bummer" is coarse, restless, somewhere between disbelief and anger and hurt.
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