Bulimic
The Used - The Used
From the way that you acted to the way that I felt it
And now it's sad cause all I missed wasn't that good to begin with
And now I've started you begging
saying things that you don't mean
A line's a dime a million times
And I'm about to see all of them
You call my name when I wake up to see things go your way
Each drag's a drop of blood
It's all I've got just to stay down
Why the fuck am I still down?
I'm hoarding all that's mine
Each time I let just one slip by
I'm about to see a million things I thought I'd never see before and I
I'm about to do all the things I dreamed of and I don't even miss you at all
I'm about to see a million things I thought I'd never see before and I
I'm about to do all the things I dreamed of and I don't even miss you at all