FAT LIP

Fat lip, vomit, hit the pen, I'm lit
World's cruel, fuck school, no breaks, no rules
If that's what it's come to, then I need a ride
Looking for love, is it even alive?

Is it even alive?
And will heal what I hide?
Will it heal my life?

Meter's broken and the train's been late
Every day this week man, oh great
Mama don't love me and she don't care
And daddy don't think twice, he's off somewhere

Ribbons in my eyes are like the
Bloodshot mirror of my life and
All I want is to get right but
I just got in another fight

Fat lip, vomit, broken heel, dimwit
Bar stool, beer me, gay-straight-queer me
If that's what it's come to then count me out
Looking for signs of life, but that I doubt, my

Fat lip, vomit, hit the pen, I'm lit
World's cruel, fuck school, no breaks, no rules
If that's what it's come to then I need a ride
Looking for love, is it even alive?

Passing strangers, Jekyll and Hydes
All got me hiding for my life
I feel the tracks rumble below
And the sterile steel rumbles my soul and

Bouquet's bouncing as I cry
Into my sleeve, another bloodshot night
I saw you with another guy
Will the makeup cover my

Cover my, ill brood, backroom, fly by, blood shot eyes
Will it hide, or heal the messy mood from my

Fat lip, vomit, broken heel, dimwit
Bar stool, beer me, gay-straight-queer me
If that's what it's come to then count me out
Looking for signs of life, I fucking doubt, my

Fat lip, vomit, hit the pen, I'm lit
World's cruel, fuck school, no breaks, no rules
Is this what it's come to? Then I need a ride
Looking for love, is it even alive?

Is it even alive?
And will it heal what I hide?
Will it heal my...