Had a shitty couple weeks
Downed a few too many and took it out on those close to me
Emotionally and in proximity, I'm meaner than I meant to be
I'm colder, colder, colder than I meant to be
Letting every drunken comment worm it's way into my thoughts
I'll be afraid to eat for the next few weeks
So I'll cry over something of meaning
Like the size of my features or the shape of myself
I'll lose my mind over how much space I take up
And how I can't seem to shrink myself down
But I like when I'm drunk
But the next day it's always suns up
I'm faced with regret, all the things that I said
How I wasn't even aware that I felt that way
And I hate when I'm sober because I hate my own head
Overthinking what they did, overthinking what they said
I wish I could crawl out of my skin
Away from everyone, away from everything
Everyday's getting harder I don't want to be here
Everyday's getting harder I don't want to be here
