I know I seem put together these days

But the line it tends to blur

I'm still pacing around my bedroom

Questioning my self worth

They say if you love yourself completely

Then everything will fall into place

But between the panic and the anxiety

These shoulders carry too much weight

I’m coming apart like old glue

On an old birthday card

Toss me into the junk drawer

The constant seems to have gone too far

Exhausted my vocabulary

Trying to write a better line

Drowning myself in cheap metaphors

It’s the only way I know to hide

I’m sifting through old photographs

And trying to link them back to me

Never go back to my former self

I’ll never go back to what I used to be

But I’m getting thirstier by the second

Seems like I’m losing my grip

The bar lights keep on calling my name

Saying “it won’t kill you to have a sip

I'm always getting better

I'm always getting better

I'm getting better again

I'm always getting better

I'm always getting better

Haven't I convinced you yet

It's the only thing that's keeping me up at night