Rehab works as long as you stay away from me in every way possible. Back off, I will stop now.

You were my drug. But now I am in rehab and it works, I'm getting clean.

What the fuck was that?
Do you know when I get better?
And did you really have to open my old scars?

I couldn't look in the mirror for so long

You keep me from overthinking, I wish I would've realised earlier that you are the key.