Song for My Therapist
My life is just miserable
Well isn't that so wonderful
They should rename this rehab hell
I'm tired of talking about myself
Just so you can get the gist
Basically what had happened is
I popped pills til I lost my shit
Got so fucked I checked myself in
I think I might have been raped
But can't remember totaling
My one true love my blue mustang
Well second love, Rest In Peace May
Everyone was so concerned
Like hey have you looked in the mirror
I assure you that I have heard
All those backstabbing bitches words
And it's just another day
This is just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
Locked down for a couple months
Can't call can't text don't want your love
Where have I been? Not doing much
Just getting sober, cleanin up
Now I've made a few more friends
A couple old ones are now dead
Don't worry that's just in my head
Y'all take things way too serious
I still do drugs everyday
But at least they're prescribed to me
I guess I'm nuts or bpd
Has really started to like me
Should I really say all this
Are you even listening
You don't give a damn bout this
I think I need a new therapist
And it's just another day
This is just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
And I've got better things to do
Than sit around and wait for someone
And I've got better things to do
Than sit around for someone I don't know
To tell me what I should be doing
And I wanna go home
I wanna go
Cause it's just another day
And it's just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
Well isn't that so wonderful
They should rename this rehab hell
I'm tired of talking about myself
Just so you can get the gist
Basically what had happened is
I popped pills til I lost my shit
Got so fucked I checked myself in
I think I might have been raped
But can't remember totaling
My one true love my blue mustang
Well second love, Rest In Peace May
Everyone was so concerned
Like hey have you looked in the mirror
I assure you that I have heard
All those backstabbing bitches words
And it's just another day
This is just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
Locked down for a couple months
Can't call can't text don't want your love
Where have I been? Not doing much
Just getting sober, cleanin up
Now I've made a few more friends
A couple old ones are now dead
Don't worry that's just in my head
Y'all take things way too serious
I still do drugs everyday
But at least they're prescribed to me
I guess I'm nuts or bpd
Has really started to like me
Should I really say all this
Are you even listening
You don't give a damn bout this
I think I need a new therapist
And it's just another day
This is just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
And I've got better things to do
Than sit around and wait for someone
And I've got better things to do
Than sit around for someone I don't know
To tell me what I should be doing
And I wanna go home
I wanna go
Cause it's just another day
And it's just another lame
Excuse for what I did
And tomorrow is the same
Credits
Writer(s): Livia Overton
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