no matter how many times i say i don't care
i can't help myself but go back and stare
the pit goes down where it doesn't belong
and the feeling in my throat gets too strong
comparing ourselves usually makes me want to cry
but something that is usually filthy gets in the way
and that thing is called my pride
overthinking who's mine and who's not
i can't believe i ever considered tying the knot
the first time was a ring and when you left it was the string to take me out
