Dibs on the Bubble Slice

I've been sleeping in
At least inside of my head
'Cause I'm up every morning
At 6am

And my fingers are shredded
Almost to the bone
'Cause I'm tired of holding hands
Just not to be alone

That's why I write these songs
About my dependency issues
And the abundance of tissues
That I have gone through

When did I start
Being so fucking self-absorbed
Maybe it's when
I realized that I'm not the only one
Who feels like complete
And utter shit each day

I've been sleeping in
At least inside of my head
'Cause I'm up every morning
At 6am

And my fingers are shredded
Almost to the bone
'Cause I'm tired of holding hands
Just not to be alone

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh