Dibs on the Bubble Slice

I’ve been sleeping in

At least inside of my head

‘Cause I’m up every morning

At 6am

And my fingers are shredded

Almost to the bone

‘Cause I’m tired of holding hands

Just not to be alone

That’s why I write these songs

About my dependency issues

And the abundance of tissues

That I have gone through

When did I start

Being so fucking self-absorbed

Maybe it’s when

I realized that I’m not the only one

Who feels like complete

And utter shit each day

I’ve been sleeping in

At least inside of my head

‘Cause I’m up every morning

At 6am

And my fingers are shredded

Almost to the bone

‘Cause I’m tired of holding hands

Just not to be alone

Oh, oh, oh, oh (x8)