Awful

I’m sick of seeing your face everywhere

I’d love to move on, but you’re always there

Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?

I have to reinvent myself someway

And catch myself when I say things you say

Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?

Nothing's sacred, nothing’s holy

Nothing feels like when you hold me

Yeah, yeah

I’m taking two steps back there every time

I let you wander around inside my mind

I get off on being awful to myself

I need some help, I need help

I need myself, I need myself

Tell me, love, what do I do now after you?

Nothing's sacred, nothing’s holy

Nothing feels like when you hold me

Yeah, yeah

Nothing's sacred, nothing’s holy

Nothing feels like when you hold me

Yeah, yeah

I’m taking two steps back every time