The Sink

I heard you're headed to the plains You packed a bag, changed your name When you get back, you'll be the same You'll be the same, you'll be the same You found a therapist online I'm glad you pay to waste his time Thank god, it's no longer mine It's no longer mine, it's no longer mine Fuck that, shut that, mouth you're always talking, talking Talk back, walk back, act like you're not up to something Fuck that, come back, look me in the eyes And say I'm wrong, oh, I'm not wrong Don't bother putting me in one of your 12 steps I don't need a letter to know the truth I heard the medicine you got ain't doing shit What's it gonna take for you to finally admit All the pain you caused, all the friends you lost All the times you said you're right, you're really wrong And all the pills you take, falling down the drain You can't swallow a mistake that you have made All the pain you caused (I'm washing you) All the friends you lost (down the sink, my) All the times you said you're right (bottle is empty) You're really wrong (I'm keeping my hands clean) (My hands clean) And all the pills you take (I'm washing you) Falling down the drain (down the sink, my bottle) You can't swallow a mistake (is empty) That you have made (I'm keeping my hands clean) (I'm keeping my hands clean) I don't even have a reason to lie, (yes-) why would I lie to you? I didn't do fucking shit (you are a liar!) I didn't- Fuck that, shut that mouth you're always talking, talking Talk back, walk back, act like you're not up to something Fuck that, come back, look me in the eyes And say I'm wrong, well, I'm not wrong I'm not fucking wrong