there ain't a reason i should believe a word that you say,
and there ain't a person alive who can convince me to stay.
and if the poison is gone, then tell me why i feel this way,
'cause i swear i'm choking from the grip that is wrapped around my neck.
so tell me why i don't believe in you.
so tell me why i'm so desperate to feel anything.
my mom would tell me that i'm not the center of the world,
but to me that's where all the gravity pulls together,
and i'm dying under the weight of my own bitterness.
and the only thing that makes me feel at home are my percocets.
so tell me why i don't believe in you.
so tell me why i'm so desperate to feel anything.
you couldn't understand this feeling if you tried.
i'm starting to think i'd be better off if i lied
to myself, and this bong on the shelf,
saying that i'm doing this for my well-being and health.
take a pill, or two, or four.
you can always have more.
can somebody close all these curtains?
this light is an eyesore (this light is an eyesore).
yeah, all this light is an eyesore.
so tell me why i don't believe in you.
so tell me why i don't believe in me too.
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