what’s wrong with me – clean

what’s wrong with me

Olivia Rodrigo & Robert Smith, you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love, 2026

Writers: Olivia Rodrigo, Dan Nigro, Alex Sloan

Producer: Dan Nigro

Label: Geffen

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Lyrics.

F# D#m7 G#m7 C#7
F#I’m just staring at the D#m7ceiling,
can’t describe this G#m7feeling I’ve got in my head,
I’m C#7out of body in my bed.
and F#I’m just searching up my D#m7symptoms,
desperate to G#m7fix ’em, I’ll do anything
cuz C#7lately I’ve been spiraling, oh.
B     I’m not feelin’ like myself and
C#7       nothin’ ever seems to help.
F#     Went to the doctor and she said I was fine
but every movie that I see makes me cry.
D#m7       It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest,
I should talk to a friend
but I can’t get out of G#m7bed.
My head is spinnin’ and my stomach is sick,
say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit.
C#7       I can’t eat, I can’t sleep,
I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
F# D#m7 G#m7 C#7
F#I keep looking for disD#m7tractions
hope the feeling G#m7passes,
but I’ve got to say
it’s C#7getting harder every day.
And F#I can’t seem to get aD#m7round it,
head just keeps on G#m7pounding with
the simple thought –
what C#7if this isn’t what I want?
F#     Went to the doctor and she said I was fine,
tried meditation just to quiet my mind.
D#m7       It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest,
I should talk to a friend
but I can’t get out of G#m7bed.
My head is spinnin’ and my stomach is sick,
say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit.
C#7       I can’t eat, I can’t sleep,
I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
Oh, B     I’m not feeling… like myself, all
C#7       amber lights and… warning bells. Oh,
B     I’m not feeling… like myself, I’m
not C#7hiding it well.
F#     Went to the doctor and she said I was fine, (said I was fine)
but every movie that I see makes me cry. (just makes me cry)
D#m7       It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest,
I should talk to a friend
but I can’t get out of G#m7bed.
My head is spinnin’ and my stomach is sick,
say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit.
C#7       I can’t eat, I can’t sleep,
I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
F#     I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
D#m7       I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
G#m7       I think you’re what’s wrong with me.
C#7       I think you’re what’s wrong with me.