Therapy

I think I need therapy (therapy, therapy, therapy)

Falling down rabbit holes again

I'm walled in by my thoughts, won't leave my bed

Who's calling? I hear ringing in my head

I'm falling, running out of options

I think I need therapy, the pharmacy

The little orange bottles 'til they're all empty

Therapy, need dopamine

Or maybe just somebody that will let me speak

Wait, who are you? (who are you?)

And who let you in my head?

I'm pacing circles around my room

Wearing holes in my carpet

It's past two (past two), rewatching old movies again

I'm falling, running out of options

I think I need therapy, the pharmacy

The little orange bottles 'til they're all empty

Therapy, need dopamine

Or maybe just somebody that will let me speak

Therapy, th-therapy

Or maybe just somebody that will–

(Therapy, d-d-dopamine)

Or maybe just somebody that will–

And now it's the second time in three days that I haven't left my room

The medicine cabinet's empty, think I'll need a refill soon

My parents started yelling 'cause I'm getting out of bed at noon

I'm sorry, mom, the truth

I think I need therapy, the pharmacy

The little orange bottles 'til they're all empty

Therapy, need dopamine

Or maybe just somebody that will let me speak

Therapy, th-therapy

Or maybe just somebody that will–

Therapy, d-d-dopamine

Or maybe just somebody that will–