Hissy fit, their throwing hissy fits
And I'm so f*cking sick of it
Sick of it, I'm not your f*cking therapist
Don't have the words left to f*cking fix it
You're gonna give me your help, if you want my respect
Put my weight on your back because that's what I expect
I can't fix you
I can't fix it
I'm not a therapeutic you
Don't know what you're going through
I can't give you enough of this synthetic love