Feels like yesterday I was just sixteen
Filling notebooks with awkward poetry
Acquainting myself with this ugly sinking feeling
Curled up on the bathroom floor to try to keep myself from hurling
We were perfect strangers then
And we probably should have never met
Cuz I’m feeling worse with every day
Got xerostomia and shakes
And are you aware I trip over everything you say?
And these bags under my eyes get heavier
With every passing day that you don’t see me
Chest pains becoming too acute
The fuck does this shit even do?
Do it cuz the doctor tells me to
Now I got the Advil-smokin’ blues
Diagnosed without knowing
That side effects may include
That I could be a junkie for anyone
But I was only using you
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