I'm gonna star in my own psychological thriller
so go grab a seat now
there will be blood and gore
a box office killer a sellout

make me a spectacle
I'll have a beautiful chemical meltdown
losin' the screws in my brain could be any day now

they gon put me in a madhouse
shove pills in my throat till I space out
they wanna love me and then slut-shame me
batshit crazy
can you (bla- bla-) blame me
la la la la la
they gon put me in a madhouse
but is it you or is it me

no more brain serotonin
kerosene diagnosed with
seeing things
maybe cuz I know my brain

go ahead take a peek
maybe let you under the hood
I'll scare the shit outta you
like nothing else ever could
I scare myself sometimes
I almost took my life
now look who's got the knife

but is it you or is it me
but is it you or is it me
but is it you or is it me