I get sick of the way
I'm a walking cliché
When I fake that I'm happy
I'm a trainwreck, they say
But you can't turn away
Love the taste of me crashing
I could say I'm sorry
But I'll keep on leaving
And my past, it haunts me
How long 'til I outrun this feeling?
Would you take my sound advice?
Run away before I say goodbye
Should I take a little time
Or destroy myself before anybody else does?
(Before anybody else does)
All my doctors have tried
To prescribe something nice
But they don't have an answer
Think I'll push you away
And the friends that I made
Such a fucking disaster
I'm a walking cliché
When I fake that I'm happy
I'm a trainwreck, they say
But you can't turn away
Love the taste of me crashing
I could say I'm sorry
But I'll keep on leaving
And my past, it haunts me
How long 'til I outrun this feeling?
Would you take my sound advice?
Run away before I say goodbye
Should I take a little time
Or destroy myself before anybody else does?
(Before anybody else does)
All my doctors have tried
To prescribe something nice
But they don't have an answer
Think I'll push you away
And the friends that I made
Such a fucking disaster
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