I spent all day tryna be sober

Drowned in my misery, crawled up on the sofa

And I still love him the way I did

When I was nineteen, but it's not easy to let him know

I spent all day wishing the day was over

I wanna

Get away, far from here

Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear

Tell you, "No," make it clear

I'm not coming back for fifteen years

I wanna write a note, leave it with

My next door neighbour who don't give a shit

I wanna get away, far from here

Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him

Hey, tell my dealer I'll miss him

I'll tell my dealer I—

Spent all week just tryna do something

Maybe I should take a walk 'cause fuck all the running

And I still love him the way I did, but I should get a fucking grip

I'll never let him know that

I spent all week doing a whole load of nothing

I wanna

Get away, far from here

Pack my bags, my drugs, and disappear

Tell you, "No," make it clear

That I'm not coming back for fifteen years

I wanna write a note, leave it with

My next door neighbour who don't give a shit

I wanna get away, far from here

Pack my bags and tell my dealer I'll miss him

Tell my dealer I'll miss him

Tell my dealer I'll miss him

I'll tell my dealer I'll miss him

I'll tell my dealer I—