Joan of Arkansas - Hate Ashbury

I'm hanging from the gallows; would it kill you now to cut me some slack?
With these six shots of tequila, I'm about to launch a counterattack
So you've used up my emotions, now my battery's at one percent
I'll burn this whole place to the ground since you know this month I ain't making the rent

Take anything you want, there's nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind
You're the worst song on the soundtrack of my life
Yeah

Therapy and Prozac are just Band-Aids for this broken heart
I'm gonna leave this town, just take a paper map and throw a dart
I keep talking to my shadow, and she thinks thеre's something wrong with my head
I distract mysеlf from you by reading books on existential dread

Take anything you want, there's nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind
You're the worst song on the soundtrack of my life
Yeah

Keep one eye open and one eye closed
All your sleeptalking secrets will now be exposed
You might slit your throat if you don't bite your tongue
If you don't get up, shut up, tell me I'm the one
Take anything you want, there's nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind
You're the worst song on the soundtrack of my life
Yeah