I took a xanax
Just so I don't panic
But the walls keep closing in
I don't know how to cope
Besides self medication
And my tolerance is growing thin
Everyday I wake and feel this depression
A hole inside my heart that you left when
You said that this could never happen
I'm better off being numb
Cuz everytime
I think of you I die
And your love's
Like a drug
And I've got an addiction
You could be my part-time ex
And my full-time dealer
Part-time ex
And my full-time dealer
Part-time ex
And my full-time dealer
I'm drinkin whiskey
Hopin that you miss me
But I know you probably don't
I don't mean to call your number
Or act like such a bummer
But I need the drugs to cope
I know it's all in my head
I know you shouldn't be here
I know I'm better off dead
I should just disappear
I'm becoming a ghost
And you're seeing right through
Every reason why I'm getting high off of the thought of you