I dwell on things that break my own heart,
I think and think until I drink and drink,
It's the side of myself that I'm most comfortable with;
The side of me that lets me sleep.
I dwell on things to break my own heart
Because I could give a sh** about how I think.
I just keep hoping my brain, my heart, and my guts will stop
Don't call me a coward when I say these things
Just be proud I'm not ashamed of who I am
Just be proud I'm not like you.