What's wrong with me
I say all these things that I don't always mean
I be looking back and laugh at all the things
I've just said and done but I can't help but cringe
At myself
At myself
I feel like I'm hanging on barely by a thread
Tangled in a mess, girl yeah I'm stuck inside your web
Take my light my only right you fill my empty threats
Write a song make it go away but I still feel like shit
What's wrong with me
I say all these things that I don't always mean
I be looking back and laugh at all the things
I've just said and done but I can't help but cringe
At myself
At myself
You make me wanna smoke and kill my lungs with cigarettes
Pull me to the dark and cast your shadow silhouette
Over me
Cause I know that I'm too weak to keep letting go
So I'll sit here and feel like shit