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