I Smell Like Anxiety

I'm choking on cigarettes, trying to start a conversation
I have a light, but I have asked to use yours twenty times
Because even where I'm comfortable, I'm so fucking uncomfortable
Am I always this shy, or am I just too high
I try to be myself but he sucks at being herself
And it makes it kind of hard when she fucking hates them self
This music is too loud, and there's cotton in my mouth
And I can't remember how to stand

So I word vomit on your shoes
You leave uneasy and a little bit confuse d
My gibberish tastes smokey
And my clothes smell like anxiety

I smell like anxiety

I'm sure the tar in my lungs is worth the friends that I've yet to make
Every time I open my mouth, it's a mistake
Maybe my size sixteen stilettos will invite someones stiletto
To pierce right into my lungs
And as the red black and shame spill out they'll finally see me inside out
And wonder what I've become

Then I'll word vomit on your shoes
You leave uneasy and a little bit confuse d
My gibberish tastes smokey
And my clothes smell like anxiety

I smell like anxiety