i’m painfully truthful when i need to shut up/ i run my mouth and my temper keeps the pace/ i slam doors when i’m mad, but i always have/ anger is an old friend of mine, i’ve never known grace
i drive to calm myself yet yearn to veer right/ into the ditch, up and over/ i back peddle to apologize and make things worse/ what can i say, i’m not a good driver
anger for you, anger at me/ it all bleeds together, one and the same/ i wait to see when you finally tire/ i’m aware i’m the one to blame
my nails are wrangled and chewed/ fists in my hair, threatening to rip it all out/ breathe for a second but i can’t seem to find the air/ i suffocate, choke on my own account
don’t you see, i’m not a nice person/ i’m reminded every time i hear a door close/ i broke the cross on my wall when i was nine/ i’m consistent and everybody knows
Cosmo Susie 