I never really thought of it this way
But I guess when every day starts to feel the same
It makes you question what you do, am I insane?
Well played

I know what it's gonna do to me
Fuck it I'ma do it anyway
I can feel the consequences creeping up on me, just another day
And I'll play it off like it's okay
I'll pretend like it's not a wasted day
Well played

No I haven't learned my lesson
Still messing with this bandage
Can't control the damage
No way to break the landing
No I haven't learned my lesson
So much poison it's just rancid
Every time I need it, I come right back still bleeding
Will I ever learn my lesson?

Someone tell me that I'm doing fine
Someone tell me that it's alright
Someone tell me that I'm all good, and I'm just misunderstodo
My bad habits, we can laugh at them
Pretend it's not tragic oh boy

I know what it's gonna do to me
Fuck it I'ma do it anyway
I can feel the consequences creeping up on me, just another day
And I'll play it off like it's okay
I'll pretend like it's not a wasted day
Well played

No I haven't learned my lesson
Still messing with this bandage
Can't control the damage
No way to break the landing
No I haven't learned my lesson
So much poison it's just rancid
Every time I need it, I come right back still bleeding
Will I ever learn my lesson?
No I haven't learned my lesson
Still messing with this bandage
Can't control the damage
No way to break the landing
No I haven't learned my lesson
So much poison it's just rancid
Every time I need it, I come right back still bleeding
Will I ever learn my lesson?