Thought I had something

And that's the same as having something

I'd get mad at nothing

Blame my dad for something

I'd pull no punches

Then feel bad for months.

Thought I was raised better

Tried to fake better

Tried to blame weather

And escape better

Hope the skin heals where the pain enters.

But I finally got sewed up

I set a time, then I showed up

Now the weight of the world ain't so bad.

I saw the end, it looks just like the middle

Got a paper and pen and a page with no space

I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication

Then forgot how to cry, who am I to complain?

And now the pain's different

It still exists, it just escapes different

And evades vision

Makes the rain different

Makes the news boring

And my rage distant.

Yes, I'm young and living dreams

In love with being noticed

And afraid of being seen

But I can finally eat and I can fall asleep

It's fine, fine, fine.

I finally got sewed up

Set a time, then I showed up

Now the weight of the world ain't that bad.

Well, I saw the end, it looked just like the middle

Got a paper and pen and a page with no space

I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication

Then forgot how to cry, who am I, who am I to complain?

To complain?

To complain?

I saw the end, it looked just like the middle

Got a paper and pen but I can't feel the pain

I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication

Then forgot how to cry, who am I to complain?