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i hate that every time i eat, i instantly reget i (regret it) and even in my sleep i dream of that girl's aesthetic i spend more money on my clothes that could be used for therapy i waste my time trying to prove that i could be their everything i know i'm not everyone's cup of tea don't know why i try to be being a girl is so confusing 'cause in the end, i'm pleasing nobody i bite my tongue (my tongue) i feel the kicks under the table (table) i only write good songs when i'm feeling usntable i change my hair every week to satisfy the need (of being different) i wanna scream, i'm ripping at the seams, is anybody listening?

- cup of tea , the two lips