[Lyric] ​therapy II (SAINT JUDAS)

[Verse 1]
I spent so long trying to figure it out
You were a tropical coast, I was the thunder in the clouds
My broken heart was so conceded to think it was the only thing to suffer from my shitty mistakes
So I'll go out tonight (So I'll go out tonight)
And get real high (Let's get real high)
Let my anxiety maneuver me through bars and city lights
I've given up on being happy, finding love in someone else
I won't accept what I am given, I'll have to find it in myself

[Chorus]
So , I might be too punk rock for you
So [?], I never cut my hair like you wanted me too, well that's cool

[Verse 2]
Don't get my wrong, it was fun while it lasted
Trips to the park, and a love made of plastic
She saw me at my lowest I've seen
No reason to stop, I got a record to beat
Am I a masochist or just a prick (Fucking prick)
I can't tell the difference, all these songs sound like shit
But I can't stop, I'm an addict you see
Depression's my drug, and this guitar is my therapy
[Chorus]
So , I might be too punk rock for you
So [?], I never cut my hair like you wanted me too
So [?], it's been a long ass year feeling lousy
So [?], I don't care, you're better off without me

[Outro]
I know I fucked up
It's getting dark
I'll say I'm sorry
And I don't think that it matters much anymore