the smallest things turn me upside down.
it's funny how a song can bring it all together for you.
i want to do that for someone
but i'm one of the weak ones who need the saving.

i have yet to see a story end in my favor, but that's what i've secretly wanted anyway.
it's easy to say i was meant to be miserable.
it justifies your 3 AM tears where the lonliness warpped around you becomes warm.
sometimes i think you've made my brain your entertainment. or safe haven.

the pills that were meant to fix the inside
turned into pills to fix the outside.
i don't know what to feel about that.
is that an "oh, you're cured of the last 14 years," or a "we just gave up"?

i put this chip on my shoulder myself--it gives me purpose.
i am here to ruin your day
and take away your smiles.
i am here to fuck with your head
and twist your words.

but only when the moon is full, every other tuesday, and when the neighborhood black cat is in my yard.

eventually you'll learn the ups and downs--ins and outs of me.
if i let you.