I hate the version of myself I am with you Tongue tied and nervous like I've never been good enough No matter how the turning in my stomach seems You've got the nerve to call me darling while you're bleeding into me
Oh, I can't claw the fragments out of my skin Oh, I believe in nothing for myself You thought you played a life that looked so perfect Now my body aches and I don't feel a thing
And I wish you loved me the way you think you do But I still wanna come home and that's as sad as it is true Do your friends at the bottom of your bottle love you like, like I do?
I can't claw the fragments out of my skin And I believe in nothing for myself You thought you played a life that looked so perfect and I can tell Now my body aches and I don't feel a thing Now my body aches and I don't feel a thing
Does your body ache? And I wish you loved me the way you think you do (Does your body ache?) Do your friends, does your body ache?
Compositores: Amy Schmalkuche, David Adametz, Devin Zamora