The value is low, practically worthless.
Cheaper than the drugs you cram in your system;
Yeah it hurts, but it feels like home.
Fuck it, you feel like home to me;
but Iím smart enough to know that itís not the shelter I need.
But baby, you know that I crave it.
I crave warmth because you know my heart is forever cold.
I loved and I loved hard,
because I couldnít tell if it was codependencyó
Or if I just couldnít stand feeling empty.
I crave it, treat it like itís morphine,
Because youíre my painkiller.
Shove the epi-pen into my chest;
Except the pen isnít a pen, itís a knifeó
and you realize this weight isnít an allergic reaction
No baby, no
Youíre just dying of heartbreak.