Holes (Try Being Me)

I got some red in my ledger

That I hadn’t seen
I thought my ma raised me better
At least I can think
She wants to send me away
But she don’t get it
Cuz I got some holes in my sweater

My mom found drugs in my dresser
That I hadn’t seen
I think it might’ve been Heather
Or maybe Elyse
She prays for all of the same things I’ve been praying
Now I’ve got some holes in my sweater

Try being me
Try being me
Try being me
Try being me

My moods they change like the weather
It’s 180 degrees
And all of my questions unanswered
That’s why I’m losing sleep
All these enhancers and depressants did the same
Now I’ve got some holes in my sweater
And holes in my spleen

Try being me
Try being me

Can’t fight the feeling to succumb
With all these demons on the run
And no where to hide
Cuz after all
I’m never having any fun
I know you know
I’m here to get high

Try being me
Try being me
Try being me
Try being me
Try being me
Try being me