Well, there's nothing really wrong with me I'm just choking, almost constantly Oh, there's nothing really wrong with me ♪ Fourteen years old I finally had to say No, and at fourteen years old I finally had to let go I was fourteen years old I was basically fully grown I was fourteen years old But still, the saddest kids that I'll ever fucking know I don't really talk about it though So I'll pretend that I'm fine Then I'll proceed to watch my best friend lose her mind And there was nothing I could say or do And there was no amount of time That would have helped you Oh, though I tried too Well, there's nothing really wrong with me I'm just choking, almost constantly Oh, there's nothing really wrong with me ♪ Well, at nineteen years old I still had never really been told that At nineteen years old I'm fucking allowed to fucking say no And at nineteen years old There's only a few ways this could go I was nineteen years old But still not stronger than his hands across my throat But that's the way it goes That's the way it goes ♪ Well, there's something really wrong with me Cause I'm choking, almost constantly Well, there's something really wrong with me