You always keep one in your purse Just in case you get the urge So if you start to feel worse A couple hours I'm on a plane Feeling insane Probably traumatized, -ized
So, you say, "Babe, what's with the face?" Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted And you know I can't handle this Maybe I'm just a masochist Alright, fuck up my life Lie to my face, kiss me goodnight I swear you know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist
I do my best to stay away 'Cause I can't save you every day I'm waiting for the hurricane You're spinning out and I'm in the eye Dying inside Honestly terrified Yeah
So, you say, "Babe, what's with the face?" Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted And you know I can't handle this Maybe I'm just a masochist Alright, fuck up my life Lie to my face, kiss me goodnight I swear you know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist You know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist
