Do I look high-functioning or
Is my façade crumbling? Oh
God, don't actually answer me, Caroline
But oh well, look at my life
Bet you can't tell but it's kind of a bad time
A new spiral every night
Bawling my eyes out, no, but I'm so fine
Yeah, I might just shut up and drive
Hope I don't crash and blow out the headlights
My nightmare actualized
Got what I wanted, it doesn't sit right
I just got to the party
With the big shots and the Barbies
Empty talk and talk and talk until my ears bleed
He's holding a pill
He thinks that I should take one
But I'll raise him to the whole bunch
I'm kidding, god, he thinks I'm stupid
What a gut punch, but then we go
Downtown, there's no medicine
I'd spit out if it promises
Slowing down voices, don't want to hear a sound
But oh well, look at my life
Bet you can't tell but it's kind of a bad time
A new spiral every night
Bawling my eyes out, no, but I'm so fine
Yeah, I might just shut up and drive
Hope I don't crash and blow out the headlights
My nightmare actualized