Secondhand Lyrics

I watch reality TV

To prevent me from crying

On the days that I'm feeling

Something stirring inside me

I'd rather be numb

I stare at my phone

Scrolling past messages read

But they're seldom replied to

No, they don't charge me extra

I just don't feel obliged

To type what I'm feeling

When my mind is still reeling

I'm avoiding the issue

But I promise I miss you

I'm guilty of pleasures that I find

You won't have to read between the lines if I

Quit the thinking

Pour another drink

I'm feeling numb but pressured

By my guilty pleasures

Holy smokes

I wanna buy a pack of cigarettes

But I don't smoke

And so I'll have to find it secondhand

I want it crowded around me

Want my throat to be burning

And my mouth will be open

But you won't hear a word from me

'Cause I'm avoiding the issue

But I promise I miss you

I'm guilty of pleasures that I find

You won't have to read between the lines if I

Quit the thinking

Pour another drink

I'm feeling numb but pressured

By my guilty pleasures