D G
Binge drink all weekend and then crash into my couch
Am
as all your bad faults sink in you're afraid to leave them out
Em C G Cbm
though I guess you're kinda tired of improving on yourself
Em C G Cbm
so quit before you're fired for your collapsing mental health
Am G
that you can't help
D G
while you're staring at your sleeping three year old daughter
Am
just remember she can't survive on Top Ramen and tap water
Em C G Cbm
so send her back to the factory where they make human beings
Em C G Cbm
her tiny crippled face will always haunt your vivid dreams
Am Cbm Am
until you're numb to humanity for what you've done
G C G D
like birthing blue flowers that line your hospital room
C G Am G
except no one gives a shit if you get well soon or if you die
D G Am Em C Cbm Em C Cbm Am G
D G
so hear my tiny voice turning hoarse as I cry
Am
that you've got to save yourself because it's not my place to try
Em C G Cbm
I'd tell you to fuck off if I didn't really care
Em C G Cbm
though I know deep in your heart that you are not beyond repair
Am G
and I'm your wet blanket