misery

I've been falling off the wagon

Wake up in the morning, pop a couple Xanax

Broken heart 'cause love is tragic

I think of you and panic

I think I've finally reached insanity

I'm going manic

I take our pictures down so no one knows what happened

When you told me he kissed you I wanted to beat his ass, and

I keep reminiscing our memories, but that's past-tense

Doing 90 on the freeway with my seatbelt unfastened

I cut the blonde out my hair

I thought we were a pair