It's been six months since you stopped caring about me
It's been seven since you left and I find it hard to breathe
Not here to stay, I'm here to pick up my things
Like the heart you broke and all the sitcom memories
I won't get back, you fell through the cracks
You are the tumor that's sitting in my brain
You are the poison blood in my veins
And I am the nasty pill you used to take
But then you feel better and you threw the prescription away
A second too late, a heartbeat that shakes
A voice that cracks when you tell me
Thinking about what was missed out on, maybe an anniversary
Thinking about catching up every once in a while
And then I get to remembering, I'm not exactly on your speed dial
And you are the tumor in my brain
And I am the poison blood in my own veins
And I am the nasty pill that you used to take
Then you feel better and you threw your prescription away
Heard you went off to join the army
Fighting for a country you never believed in
I guess you must have changed your once good intentions
But it's good to know you're going sober
You're finding your way back home
I just wish you would have let somebody help you
Cause you never had to do it all alone
I am the tumor sitting in my own brain
And I am the poison blood running through my tired veins
And I am the nasty pills that I still take
And I hope that one day I can throw the prescription away
And I hope that one day I will throw the prescription away