You Good?

I've been living reckless I've been breaking bad I've been sleeping with men old enough to be my dad I know that they probably hate when I talk like this But they know I can't afford a therapist So they'll humor me Until they fall asleep And I've been drinking heavy which I can't afford Bank account empty don't wanna check my credit score Chasing equity has only left me in debt more Don't want to be American anymore Save for the alcohol I'll drink it all Because I gained back those forty pounds again Because I'm a lazy slob with zero fucking discipline All the work I put in last winter turned to shit I don't know why I even bother trying So I'll scream until I feel some semblance of control Until televangelists or politics save my soul So when pigs fly and when we reach our carbon goal I don't want to worry if my cousins will grow old Lord knows I don't know There's a thin blue line that we won't ever get to cross Turtles all the way down, pigs at the top I don't wanna hold breath at a traffic stop So I'll stay inside and drink and eat until I pop Then send a risky text And see whose bed is next