I made myself sick swallowing Yellow paint by the bucket Thought it was exciting Thought it might be impressive Yeah whatever I know I'm so dramatic At least I made the effort When you couldn't be bothered I made myself sick swallowing All the bullshit and the lies You sold me every single day A naive kid, I was so trusting Unsuspecting, firm believing Didn't even question Anything you tried to tell me Now I feel stupid half the time That's why I doubt myself so much When I think about what I fell for Feel like I must be losing touch Nothing that I ever did felt like It could be enough Enough Enough Enough Enough The me I used to be would read "Van Gogh ate yellow paint To get the happiness inside of him" And I'd believe it, internalized it Think it sounded poetic, maybe a little romantic But it was poison, a cry for help Cause it was poison, now I know better Cause it was poison, yeah it was poison It was poison Just like you