Bite Back

I feel like garbage And it doesn't mean that I'm wasted Tell me if you can taste it On my mouth when I'm screaming at you so damn loud I feel like dying I don't know why I'm not trying To feel better Don't tell me it's always about the weather Can you tell that my shoes are too big on my feet? And seeing you makes my boots so damn heavy There's pictures of you on the wall of my room That I haven't taken down yet What if they could summon you? And I'm trying so hard to be mad But so far I'm just really fucking sad Can you tell that my shoes are too big on my feet? Seeing you makes my boots so damn heavy And I am so lonely in this big city And everybody's so damn busy And I am so lonely in this big city And everybody's so damn busy And I am so lonely in this big city And everybody's so damn shitty I feel like garbage I don't mean that I'm wasted Tell me if you can taste it On my mouth when I'm screaming at you so damn loud I feel like dying I don't know why I'm not trying To feel better Don't tell me it's always about the weather Something nice about knowing everyone feels helpless No one wants to think they are all alone in this