I can't do this alone

You might as well pack up all your stuff and move into my head

I wish I could dispose of all these thoughts and just be numb instead

I wish you’d stop running from your problems and run to me instead

Black and blue, eyes bloodshot red while she’s passed out in her bed

normal person: so what do you like to do
me: listen to music
normal person: oh, thats neat, i like music too
me: no you dont understand