Real Thin Line

It's hard for me to eat, hard for me to sleep

Hard for me to breathe without nicotine

Lookin back I don't know how I didn't see

That you were always the worst of me

And you knew it

I think it made you happier to do it

To me you were my water and I couldn't leave my fluid

Ended in July and you still fuckin with my mind

Don't want to keep going but I know I got to try

Now hold on, don't give yourself too much credit

Even before you I wished I was dead

Pretended that I didn't cause of everything you said