Well I think I'm supposed to feel like this
And I think I'm supposed to cry to myself
Like a chipped tooth with a nerve exposed
I'm a silhouette of mental health
I'm a clown that needs attention
And I want them laughing harder
I'm the problematic leading man

Like a ship that’s left it’s harbor
A ship that can’t be bothered
Oh angel, hold on baby, angel
I will figure out my pain
Angel, things don’t feel so painful
I will come for you again