my therapist said she didnt like how my face looked cuz of my eating disorder Lyrics

Only shop in women's pants

Do my little dancy dance

Yeah I just need attention

Grab my phone and check for mentions

I feel like wastin' my time

I let 'em strangle my line

Bitch I need quarters not dimes

They makin' this shit a crime

Hold up

Deleted all our texts

Just to make room for porn

I'm actin' like it's just sex

Cuz I'm just tryina adorn

Every conversation

Swear it's my vocation

Tellin' me I'm the worst

So I'm three for three it's a curse

Won't fix my fuckin' mirror

Best to just avoid the issue

Yeah I act like I can't hear her

I'm too busy grabbin' tissues

I hate my own reflection

That bitch always keep me guessin'

Moved from anxious to depression

But that's hardly a confession

What

What the fuck are you saying

I can't hear a fucking word

Runnin' runnin' runnin'

Bitch as fast as I can

Fuck yeah I'm confused

And no I don't understand

Gotta figure out my own views

And learn to be a man

How the hell you think like that

Bitch I don't know anything else

Vow to kill a twink no cap

Snitchin' just won't do you well

Switchblade in my fist while I'm sleepin'

Catch you bleedin' as a greetin'

That's the twist

No I don't miss

I'm staying blitzed