You always keep one in your purse Just in case you get the urge So if you start to feel worse A couple of some on a plane Feeling insane Probably traumatized So say babe, what's with the face? Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted And you know I can't handle this Maybe I'm just a lousy kiss Don't write a book of my life Light in my face, kiss me goodnight I swear you know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist I do my best to stay away Cause I can't save you every day Waiting for the hurricane You're spinning out and I'm in the eye Dying inside Honestly terrified, yeah So say babe, what's with the face? Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted And you know I can't handle this Maybe I'm just a lousy kiss Don't write a book of my life Light in my face, kiss me goodnight I swear you know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist You know I can't handle this Maybe you should call your therapist