Delusional

I fall in love with strangers write them songs they'll never hear

Tell my therapist I'm cool but I'm still running on a sphere

Don't try to tell me I'm wrong, it'll just go through one ear

Still got the p plates on my car but I've been driving for a year

The boys who dropped the ball still think about me in their sleep

I haven't cried today, I've got a new high score to beat

Confessions of a girl who doesn't think well on her feet

Obsessions come and go I'll have a new one by next week

It's endearing when I break down I know, and it'd be embarrassing for me if I wasn't so

Delusional, satirical like Juvenal so cynical it's beautiful I know that I'm