Hole Inside

There’s a hole inside of me
That I try to fill with alcohol
The psych tells me that it doesn’t work
And I know she’s right
But fuck it all

I try a little too hard
I’m working overtime
To pay the misery debts
I’m soaked and scattered
How I nearly lost my mind
Hiding plastic all the time
Chatting in my sleep
Ripped apart at the seams

Wake up with me, bloody little angel
You keep me safe when no one will
Fall into the bottle ‘till she breaks me down again
Won’t let no one take her away

She kicks me up at 4 am
Oh, anxiety, anxiety!
Squinting eyes against the daylight
It’s sickening, and I’m a mess