I almost lost it, I almost lost it all
I try to stay connected with my thoughts But I disconnect, I'm out of touch
I'm out of reach, it's fine by me, You attack me like seasonal allergies
But baby, I know I'm a f*ck up I know it's not tangible
But I, I wish it could change All this self-sabotage I put myself through
I put myself through, through, oh I fell flat on my face when I try to get to you
Get to you, get to you And I know that it hurts
Put my phone on mute Blocking out this negative energy
But what's the truth? There's no rhyme, there's no reason of the madness
You put on, on your nails start digging into my arms, the best
Wasn't good enough for you
I know