This isn't normal, you get it all yeah
I see it in your hands
You still complain from being in pain
You're making custom pain
Don't you say you tried to give it up
Don't you say you're still growing up
It doesn't meet your eyes, doesn't even meet your heart
And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn't fall apart
Of everything we've done, wish I could say it was fun
And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn't fall apart
It can get hard, you bite down on your heart but
You'll never fall uncirculated
You still complain, say it makes you insane
You're making custom pain
Don't you say you tried to give it up
Don't you say you're still growing up