talk about making me your wife, this is your life is this how you wanna spend your saturday nights, always talking me down? i am so selfish I can’t believe it, I forgot the day your day died and dealing with me I kinda get why you always wanna get high the more of me you’ll see the less of me you’ll like the older I get, the more my teenage self hatred is justified I think I’ve tricked everybody that loves me wish I could come with a blackbox warning talk about making me a mom, but i’d give our kid less than they deserve, a generational curse, the way my mom gave me and her mom gave her I can’t love anyone more than I hate myself I can’t do anything if it only serves somebody else the more of me you’ll see the less of me you’ll like the older I get, the more my teenage self hatred is justified I think I’ve tricked everybody that loves me I wish I could come with a blackbox warning i’m the star that never aligns, the thing you know you had but can’t seem to find and i’m the call you’ve been dreading all week , the chore you always end up procrastinating i’m the bite you can’t stomach so you spit it out, the girl you’re kinda embarrassed to tell your friends about the potential that you can’t apply and the faith you lost in god and your parents beware! i’m a dead end! keep out! don’t be a hero- turn back now! a boa constrictor, a bitch and i’m bitter, i’m quicksand and a quitter the more of me you’ll see the less of me you’ll like the older I get, the more my teenage self hatred is justified I think I’ve tricked everybody that loves me I wish I could come with a blackbox warning I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying to change I’m stuck in, I’m stuck in, I’m stuck in my ways I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying to change I’m stuck in, I’m stuck in, I’m stuck in my ways