Antidote

Bed-ridden

Life's no fun

My room and I are merging into one

Hate to ask you for your help

Blue ribbon on your shirt

The "boyfriend of the year" award you earned

Is sitting quitely on your shelf

Get up at noon

Nothing goes to plan

Impending doom

You say it ain't so bad

The smoke it sticks to all my clothes

Residual from years ago

I know you can't wash it out

I'll teach you all my secret codes

But babe

There are things I just don't speak about

Speak about

Good riddance

Full collapse

The earth is up in flames on the internet

Help me catch my breath

Blurred vision

Touch my neck

I say it's not your fault

Nothing's helping it

It's just the aftermath

Get up at noon

Nothing goes to plan

Impending doom

You say it ain't so bad

The smoke it sticks to all my clothes

Residual from years ago

I know you can't wash it out

I'll teach you all my secret codes

But babe

There are things I just don't speak about

Speak about

I'm all messed up an no one knows

Could you be the antidote?

I swear that you're my only hope

I bet that you're the antidote

I'm all messed up an no one knows

Could you be the antidote?

Or maybe it's this song I wrote

The smoke it sticks to all my clothes

Residual from years ago

I know

You can't wash it out

I'll teach you all my secret codes

But babe

There are things I just don't speak about

Speak about

Some things I just don't speak about

I'll teach you all my codes

But baby you can't wash it out

Wash it out

Wash it out

Oh oh oh