This is manic
Whatever it is, I've got it bad
My body, crawling away from me
Delicately wrapped around your finger

Ignorance is bliss until you miss your way out
Eight months after you showed me the door
I still haven't gotten off the floor
When I'm with you I just can't stand
I just can't stand up
I just can't stand it
Out of spite I leave myself misguided, blind
The art of self-sabotage, perfected

Throw me to the wolves
They'll remember me,
Where their teeth punctured my neck
I'm just waiting to bleed out at this point

If there's a spark of hope,
honey that won't keep you warm
A light that faint can't guide you home

I'd rather live on empty promises
Lie to me, so I can be genuinely happy
If I learn the truth....
Well, for you I'll never learn
I still haven't learned any better
I never learned to not love you
I do regret that

Throw me to the wolves
All the wolves I've loved before