here’s a bitter pill that’s just as sweet as you
and i swallow it down with my pride
i know i always bite it, i lied
but i’m dying inside of my own hell

can you just show me the way you use me up
a little bit more than i could recall
call you in a second
if i get the numbers wrong like we’re meant to be

i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you

it’s getting late again
we both know something that we can’t admit
believe in everything i’m fed, so i can hear you smile instead

but i can’t have your pity there’s enough for the both of us
so fuck your therapists, ’cause they just want to feel better
we’re all your masochists for the sake of love

i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
running out of your love and out of yourself
drown in chemicals just to see it through
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you

i know i always need more than you want me to take
i know it’s fucking worth it if it hurts in the end
the only thing i can’t break are the rules in my head
i don’t want to be fixated, i just want to be fixed

(cross my heart and hope to die a manic pixie death wish)

i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
running out of your love and out of yourself
drown in chemicals just to see it through
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you.