dear society
Singer:beer, madison
sleepless nights and cigarettes
my daily dose of internet
and all the things i should have quit
i woke up in a stranger's bed
i lost my phone in amsterdam
but even after all that i do
it's you who's gonna be the death of me
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
you should hurt somebody else
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
baby you're so bad for my health
diets that i shouldn't try
feels like social suicide
and honestly it's cyanide
thanks to all the magazines
and sometimes i just wanna scream and break my screen
but even after all that i do
it's you who's gonna be the death of me
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
you should hurt somebody else
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
baby you're so bad for my health
you've pushed me to the edge
you're the one who's always there for me
with my daily dose of internet
and all the things that i should quit but can't
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
you should hurt somebody else
i should probably get some help
my heart is gettin' sick from the tar that's on your lips
baby you're so bad for my health