Spewing rhetoric and rage onto a page that doesn't care
If I've ever been right here, or if I'm ever really there
And I've been staring at the ceiling for longer than I've been asleep
And I keep faking every feeling that I've felt the last few weeks
Like when I smile, I'm not smiling
I'm merely bent over
Blending my lips
For a girl that doesn't love me anymore the way she did
But it's not that I don't feel happy
Cause I'm not feeling at all
I guess I'm getting good at acting
Like I do each time she calls
Don't, don't please
Just another week
I swear it's over
It's what I need to help me
Don't fancy just what I've become
Cause I'm not having fun
I need to fight the urge to run
You'll stay every single blessing with so much room left to spare
And my mum says you've still got your health, but she isn't aware
That I've been falling victim to a curse that's been making me ill
And I've been fighting for my life with panic and prescription pills
My brother tells me it's all in my head
Just get a grip


Well I've been hanging on the last few years and never let it slip
So as the sunlight hit my eyes, I hid away to find the dark
And as I laid alone in our old bed, it's clear I went to parts
Doctor, please, just another week
I swear it's what I need to help me
I don't see just what I've become
Cause I'm not having fun, I need to fight the urge to run
And don't spend too much time
Just give me something small
Give me anything at all
So the days are past the looms, just waiting for the week to end
Ignoring calls from all my friends
Family, my job and even friends
And on the Friday night I had to say I haven't been myself
And when I did, she turned to look at me
And said that she could tell
Doctor, please
I appreciate the help, but nothing's changed and well
Now I am on my knees
I don't mean to overact
But I don't think you understand
And I don't wanna end up back at home
I don't want to be a part of your life
I don't wanna be a part of your life
I don't wanna be a part of your life