Therapy
Tried to meditate
Breath in real slow
But calming down my brain
Never been so difficult now
So I feel I should prolly go
Tried to medicate
Breathing in the smoke
But shit don't hit the same
Prolly better if I don't
So I feel I should prolly go, yeah
Never thought I would need someone's help
Getting over somebody else
Look at me now I take it all back
Think I need me some time alone
But I can't really diagnose
Wondering if you care at all that
You sent me to therapy, therapy, therapy
You used to take good care of me
You'd swear to me
You'd be there for me
I'm running outta people down to talk about this
'Cause now you're not somebody I can talk it out with
Girl you sent me to therapy
Where do we go from here?
What's there left to say?
Nothing now to talk about
Girl I found a thousand ways
To recount our falling out
Now I feel like I had enough, yeaaa
Said I never thought I would need someone's help
Getting over somebody else
Look at me now I take it all back
Think I need me some time alone
But I can't really diagnose
Wondering if you care at all that
You sent me to therapy, therapy, therapy
You used to take good care of me
You'd swear to me
You'd be there for me
I'm running outta people down to talk about this
'Cause now you're not somebody I can talk it out with
Girl you sent me to therapy
Where do we go from here?
Wooaaah
Breath in real slow
But calming down my brain
Never been so difficult now
So I feel I should prolly go
Tried to medicate
Breathing in the smoke
But shit don't hit the same
Prolly better if I don't
So I feel I should prolly go, yeah
Never thought I would need someone's help
Getting over somebody else
Look at me now I take it all back
Think I need me some time alone
But I can't really diagnose
Wondering if you care at all that
You sent me to therapy, therapy, therapy
You used to take good care of me
You'd swear to me
You'd be there for me
I'm running outta people down to talk about this
'Cause now you're not somebody I can talk it out with
Girl you sent me to therapy
Where do we go from here?
What's there left to say?
Nothing now to talk about
Girl I found a thousand ways
To recount our falling out
Now I feel like I had enough, yeaaa
Said I never thought I would need someone's help
Getting over somebody else
Look at me now I take it all back
Think I need me some time alone
But I can't really diagnose
Wondering if you care at all that
You sent me to therapy, therapy, therapy
You used to take good care of me
You'd swear to me
You'd be there for me
I'm running outta people down to talk about this
'Cause now you're not somebody I can talk it out with
Girl you sent me to therapy
Where do we go from here?
Wooaaah
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