I got love for you if you love me too Use me like a napkin for all the sorrows And throw away And I keep on playing Cause I choose to misuse and abuse myself
Like I couldn't choose but I did I choose and I choose again And I choose then I choose again And I make belief that I got nothing to loose Cause Im just figuring it out cause I am confused
But it won't be the same Being able to feel with many Like I'm here to help you And be funny Like I owe to make him feel better No matter my mind or the weather I OWE HIM TO MAKE HIM FEEL BETTER
And I owe everyone who's sweet and under the weather I crave illness cause Im ill And think if I make it better for him Might make it better for me But it's making it worst
Attaching myself worth to my capability to help When I need help
And the feeling is not rough nor soft Its a constant plainness of thought And plain seems nicer than my natural state
So I abuse and misuse myself ...
And I am blessed and cursed to feel with everyone And I take take take in everyone's pain Till I feel numb
And if you drink too much your tolerence gets higher And when I take in too much my tolerence gets higher And it's a viscous cycle and Im being a ******* lier To myself As I misuse and abuse And it is and it was my choice to choose.