Black Box Warning

Talk about making me your wife This is your life Is this how you want to spend your Saturday nights Always talking me down I am so selfish I forgot the day your dad died And dealing with me, I kinda get why you always want to get high The more of me you'll see, the less of me you'll like The older I get the more my teenage self-hatred is justified I think I've tricked everybody that loves me I wish I could come with a black box warning Talk about making me a mum I'd give our kid less than they deserve A generational curse, the way my mum gave me and her mum gave her I can't love anyone more than I hate myself And I can't do anything if it only serves somebody else The more of me you'll see (you'll see), the less of me you'll like The older I get the more my teenage self-hatred is justified I think I've tricked everybody that loves me I wish I could come with a black box warning I'm the star that never aligned The thing you know you have but can't seem to find And I'm the call you've been dreading all week The chore you always end up procrastinating I'm the bite you can't stomach, so you spit it out The girl you're kind of embarrassed to tell your friends about The potential that you can't apply and The faith you lost in God and your parents Beware, I'm a dead end, keep out Don't be a hero, turn back now I'm a boa constrictor, a bitch and I'm bitter I'm quicksand And I'm a quitter The more of me you'll see, the less of me you'll like The older I get the more my teenage self-hatred is justified And I think I've tricked everybody that loves me I wish I could come with a black box warning I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to change I'm stuck in, I'm stuck in, I'm stuck in my ways I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to change I'm stuck in, I'm stuck in, I'm stuck in my ways