thoughts & therapy Lyrics

You know my brain's outta control

So I get on my phone (hello?)

And call up my therapist

I'm paying twice the rent

Cuz we got outta hand

My friends are tired of hearing it

Soon we'll be 26

But we still can't commit

I stand and watch as you slip away

I know it's better that we're split

But god couldn't you pick

A less inconvenient way (literally any other way)

Got yourself a clean break

While I'm lying wide awake

Does that really feel like an even trade?

I was putting in the work

I was healing now I'm hurt (so hurt!)

Now look at the mess you made (I don't have time for this)

All these late nights

In my head, I'm sick of thoughts & therapy

Glass breaks, red wine

Don't know how to deal with this shit differently

Your friends all think I'm evil

And god I wish I was

We're just such different people

We fell hard outta love

Twist, change, rewrite

Held me close and took me back to therapy

I'm speaking to my mom

Tell her there's nothing wrong

I think she knows that I'm faking it

Left my keys on the door

And my clothes on the floor

Yeah I'm fine if I'm saying it

Last time I left my room

I came back way too soon

I told myself that I couldn't breathe

Such a poor excuse

Went from happy to recluse

As soon as I watched you leave

So you got somewhere to belong

I got fuel for my songs

Feels like an even trade

I found comfort on the ground

You were lost but now you're found (are you found?)

This is the mess I made

All these late nights

In my head, I'm sick of thoughts & therapy

Glass breaks, red wine

Don't know how to deal with this shit differently

Your friends all think I'm evil

And god I wish I was

We're just such different people

We fell hard outta love

Twist, change, rewrite

Held me close and took me back to therapy

So take my friends

I'll keep your shit

I can regift all your birthday gifts

Our storylines

Were intertwined

Now we're so outta time

All these late nights

In my head, I'm sick of thoughts & therapy

Glass breaks, red wine

Don't know how to deal with this shit differently

Your friends all think I'm evil

And god I wish I was

We're just such different people

We fell hard outta love

Twist, change, rewrite

Held me close and took me back to therapy

Sorry I couldn't get back to you sooner

If you wanna talk about it, I'm here

Just take care, go easy on yourself

See you soon

Pore kotha bolbo (talk to you later)