I'm scrolling through pictures And, oh God, I miss her That girl that I used to be She filled rooms with light And looked forward to life 'Til the pain got the best of me The stains in my shirt And lack of self-worth And the mold inside a coffee cup Haven't brushed my hair Chronically self-aware I'm the only one who thinks I'm a fuck up I know I should just pick up the phone And tell my brother that I feel alone Therapy, I really oughta go this time But serotonin's fucking with my head She's making it so hard to leave my bed It's crazy that I know what would be best And still don't wanna get better Better, better, better I don't want To get better, better, better, better I don't want My career and my dog And the best fucking mom All the people who sing my songs Catie and Sophie My girlfriend who knows me I still don't think I'm deserving To be loved when I'm the one who's hurting I know I should just pick up the phone And tell my brother that I feel alone And therapy, I really oughta go this time But serotonin's fucking with my head She's making it so hard to leave my bed It's crazy that I know what would be best And still don't wanna get better Better, better, better I don't want To get better, better, better, better I don't want To get better, better, better, better I don't want To get better, better, better, better I don't want I know I should just pick up the phone