Jeremy Zucker - Therapist Lyrics

You always keep one in your purse
Just in case you get the urge
So if you start to feel worse
A couple hours I'm on a plane
Feeling insane
Probably traumatized, ah

So, you say, "Babe, what's with the face?"
Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted
And you know, I can't handle this
Maybe I'm just a masochist
Alright, f*ck up my life
Lie to my face, kiss me goodnight
I swear you know I can't handle this
Maybe you should call your therapist

I do my best to stay away
'Cause I can't save you every day
I'm waitin' for the hurricane
You're spinnin' out and I'm in the eye
Dyin' inside
Honestly terrified
Yeah

So, you say, "Babe, what's with the face?"
Maybe I'm drunk, maybe I'm wasted
And you know, I can't handle this
Maybe I'm just a masochist
Alright, f*ck up my life
Lie to my face, kiss me goodnight
I swear you know I can't handle this
Maybe you should call your therapist
You know I can't handle this
Maybe you should call your therapist