Leave, go out of me
You’re the thing that kills me
You let all my friends see
And then they leave
Why won’t you stay hidden?
Stop telling me lies
Because now all my friends have pushed me aside
Now all my friends have left me behind
Anxiety that keeps me from taking chances
Makes me paranoid of all the glances
Depression that makes me cry
Makes it hard to say goodbye
Dependence that makes me jealous and needy
And eventually makes people want to leave me
So please go away, stop being rude
And tell me would you be nicer if you knew what you put me through?