my antidepressant hides in a smith wesson i dont know how to make anxiety lessen ive learned my lesson dont ever love first or have your psyche messed with intimacy lives in a hearse love is dead it only exists in your head and hangs onto your neck until your face turns red until it rips your mind into shreds now im just old news a drunk and in love fool now im old news a fucking fool but its not so bad youre only the best i ever had drowning in static and feedback from the mic thats been stapled to my mouth my whole life i need you i love you is this all in my head microphone check no one can hear me i guess check i wrote these words in blood to make sure that they meant enough can you hear me can anyone hear me so say goodbye to chivalry and all that meant the world to me hang me high in this anxiety and everything ill never be everything that ive been feeling left me dangling from the ceiling im only broken and misused i dont see whats so unappealing