| I feel like my timelines been bent
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| Like someones twisted all my veins and put these thoughts in my head
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| Because all of a sudden I’m terrified of dying
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| I’ve been running away for so long I’ve forgotten what was behind me
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| 'Cause all these bar lights look like halos
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| Making all of the chicks here look like angels
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| But I seem to destroy everything I’ve ever touched
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| Never fix a fucking thing just grab a bottle and run
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| This ain’t a confession it’s a warning
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| I’m not half as good in real life as you’ll make me in your stories
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| Baby, scratch the surface and I get boring
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| Tried to fight it, tried to hide it
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| But fuck it,
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| I am who I am
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| And that’s not going to change
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| I’ve got more alcohol inside me than blood
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| I’m getting concerned but not enough to give it up
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| This ain’t a confession it’s a warning
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| I’m not half as good in real life as you’ll make me in your stories
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| Baby, scratch the surface and I get boring
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| Tried to fight it, tried to hide it
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| But fuck it,
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| I am who I am
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| And I’m not just going to change
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| I’ve been trying to fill the hole where my soul was residing
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| But all I feel is my blood pressure rising
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| She said, «I hear what you’re sayin',
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| I hate the games that you’re playing — you made your point already»
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| And I’ve apologized for these cravings
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| «So either make a change or shut the fuck up about it already» |