Hypochondriac
I used to smoke like a chimney
Never took a vitamin in my life
I abused my kidneys
Knew I had two, so I didn't think twice
Never ate breakfast
Then I'd get stoned and eat too much
I was kind of reckless
'Til I fell in love
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
I used to drink like a sailor
If I had a weird pain I'd say a prayer
Used to need an inhaler
Anytime I went up a flight of stairs
I'm not sayin' I'm perfect now
But you gave me something to think about all the time
Glad I made you mine
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
I'm not sayin' I'm perfect now
But you gave me something to think about
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
Never took a vitamin in my life
I abused my kidneys
Knew I had two, so I didn't think twice
Never ate breakfast
Then I'd get stoned and eat too much
I was kind of reckless
'Til I fell in love
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
I used to drink like a sailor
If I had a weird pain I'd say a prayer
Used to need an inhaler
Anytime I went up a flight of stairs
I'm not sayin' I'm perfect now
But you gave me something to think about all the time
Glad I made you mine
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
I'm not sayin' I'm perfect now
But you gave me something to think about
Now I call my doctor every day
Since I met you, something in me's changed
Second that you called me yours
I had something worth living for
Now I'm scared of planes and heart attacks
If I die, I'll never get you back
You made me a hypochondriac
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Writer(s): Sasha Yatchenko, Henry Agincourt Allen
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