Laughin' at jokes I don't get
Overanalyzing things that I know I said
Laughin' at the wrong time, my bad
Overthinking undertones too much in my head

Watch me slide down my downwards spiral
I light the candle, but start a fire
I tend to ruin all things vital
I'm not a baby, but I'm such a damn crier

Oh, my, it's sort of like
There's somethin' in my brain dragging me down out of spite
I try to play it nice
But then, little miss self-destruction comes out to bite
Oh, God, she's on top
She's the bitch inside my head that ruins everythin' I've got
Oh, God, make it stop
She's the crucifying, pessimistic, everythin' I'm not

Critical, but typical
To take every minor incident too personal
I'm digging deep, question everything
Turn the world right upside down till I ruin a good thing
And I run until I trip, start something, then I quit
I fall in love, and then, we split, let a good thing slip
Top of the world, then I lose grip, cooking meals I later skip
Take a fall and take a hit, stumble right into the pit

Oh, God, she won't shut up
'Cause every time I'm doing well
This bitch is changing the plot

Oh, my, it's sort of like
There's somethin' in my brain dragging me down out of spite
I try to play it nice
But then, little miss self-destruction comes out to bite
Oh, God, she's on top
She's the bitch inside my head that ruins everythin' I've got
Oh, God, make it stop
She's the crucifying, pessimistic, everythin' I'm not

Fog lines in my brain, it's a pity, it's a shame
I overthink everything, the big picture's an empty frame
Read the news, I'm so melodramatic
The screws are loose, someone call the mechanic
I'm a shirt stain, bone strain, sucker for the big things
Champagne down the drain, way too much, I'm fuckin' lame
Read the news, I'm so melodramatic
The screws are loose, someone call the mechanic

Oh, my, it's sort of like
There's somethin' in my brain dragging me down out of spite
I try to play it nice
But then, little miss self-destruction comes out to bite
Oh, God, she's on top
She's the bitch inside my head that ruins everythin' I've got
Oh, God, make it stop
She's the crucifying, pessimistic, everythin' I'm not

(Everythin' I'm not) but she's everythin' I've got
(She's everythin' I'm not) but she's everythin' I've got