My best friend called me a doomer, where do i go from here

[Verse 1]
I'm so sorry
About anything that I said
But just know that I meant it wholeheartedly
And i apologize
For anything that I did
Just know that I don't remember doing it

[Chorus]
Your hands are pretty cool
Do you mind if i hold them?
My eyes are really dark
Would you care to brighten them?
I know you don't like me
And i don't either
But can we just pretend
That everything's clear?

[Verse 2]
I got so fucked last night
I don't remember what happened
I'll tell everyone a story that probably didn't happen
I heard everyonе had fun
And enjoyed themsеlves
I remember feeling good for a second
And not much else

[Chorus]
Your hands are pretty cool
Do you mind if I hold them?
My eyes are really dark
Would you care to brighten them?
I know you don't like me
And I don't either
But can we just pretend
Just for the evening?

[Outro]
(life is pretty boring without a crush
Whether it's a workplace infatuation
Or that cute desk mate at school
Crushes simultaneously color your experience with a hopeful glaze of innocent infatuation, and orient you to a specific goal - to be with them
Sometimes these crushes extend beyond all rationality
We develop them within the panicked scurrying of airport terminals
Through the consumption of art made by someone of a ridiculously higher status, and even within the ethereal eroticism of our very dreams
No matter the actual potential of anything developing, it is within the painful absence of reciprocation, the dramatics of unrequited love-)

(my tip today is to forgive yourself
Something I think we can struggle to do sometimes
If past or recent mistakes have been weighing on your mind
What I want you to do, is just let them go
I want you to tell yourself something really good about you
And remind yourself that life can be hard, and we can't get it right all the time
So be kind to yourself, forgive yourself, and let it go.)
(weather it's-)