Therapy - Kyan Palmer

Lips that used to kiss me cut me like a knife

Broke down doors so you could prove you were right

I — I won’t survive one more fight

I — I’m not alright

Pre Chorus

You’re always up and down

Hard to figure out

We’re only good under covers

Dammit we’re bad for each other

Don’t know if I can recover

I need therapy

After all you done to me

I need therapy

You’re fucking with my sanity

I’m coming undone

Can’t cover up the cracks

This is way too much

Can’t fix it with a glass

I need therapy

After all you done to me

Sham that pretty mouth you got just ain’t that nice

Pain, you torture m then do that thing I like

I — I won’t survive one more night

I — I’m not alright