I made myself sick swallowing
Yellow paint by the bucket
Thought it was exciting
Thought it might be impressive
Yeah whatever
I know I'm so dramatic
At least I made the effort
When you couldn't be bothered
I made myself sick swallowing
All the bullshit and the lies
You sold me every single day
A naive kid, I was so trusting
Unsuspecting, firm believing
Didn't even question
Anything you tried to tell me
Now I feel stupid half the time
That's why I doubt myself so much
When I think about what I fell for
Feel like I must be losing touch
Nothing that I ever did felt like
It could be enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
The me I used to be would read
"Van Gogh ate yellow paint
To get the happiness inside of him"
And I'd believe it, internalized it
Think it sounded poetic, maybe a little romantic
But it was poison, a cry for help
Cause it was poison, now I know better
Cause it was poison, yeah it was poison
It was poison
Just like you