rush hour interstate
and winding backroads
both have seen me sobbing
but neither has seen me
feel anything at all.

Call me the crow that caught his -
reflection
Tapping the glass with heightening -
aggression
Warning a newcomer to flee at once
'Tis a curious blackbird with the face -
of a dunce ..

I'm doing much better now
Than what I was before
Every little thing used to set me off
But now I don't mind them anymore

Haven't had a mental breakdown
In a month and two weeks
I know exactly who to thank
And he knows who he is

He's made my life so much better
By just being there for me
Holding me, kissing me, telling me I'm beautiful
Oh, and the oversized hoodies.

I lit my cigarette with a candle
And I kept on smoking
Didn’t mean to
I was thinking to much