I Need a Therapist

Sleep all your cares away
And maybe if you're lucky you could wake up on another day
To find everything you love's gone wrong
Go home and write another shitty song about it

And stick myself in a box and put it up on a shelf
'Cause it's clear no one hears a word I say
Unless they force me to tell

Hearing what I feel is wrong, go hide it from your face
And go write a silly song about it
And maybe someone could relate or listen to it
'Til I see their eyes glaze

Over and over I'm stuck here in this rut
Oh, I might need a therapist
Or might have the shittiest

Repeating my opinions until someone claims it as theirs
I'm heard when I'm bitching and then asked to repair all the tears
Finding what's missing in every single life but my own
I hope when I realize what I need, someone will pick up the phone

'Cause over and over I'm stuck here in this rut
Oh, I might need a therapist
Or might have the shittiest luck

Allowing my body to be abused and still giving more
Being told I probably deserved, it really made me feel like a whore
Attention seeking from people that I deem are true
I'd be lying if I said what you did doesn't really sound like you

Oh, always forgiving
Even if it's a piece of me that you take
Go and morph my being
With your tongue and throw it out in a lake

'Cause over and over I'm stuck here in this rut
Oh, I might need a therapist
Oh, I might need a therapist
Oh, I might need a therapist
But I don't give a fuck anymore

I might need a therapist
Oh, I really think I need a fucking therapist
Oh, I might need a therapist, but I'm also really poor