Oh, you want to be my favorite person,
You want me to be obsessed with you?
You want me to care, you want me to fight?
I’m warning you now that it’s a crazy ride.

My moods, they’ll swing faster than swings
One day, you’re the best and the next, well-
I don’t think you even want to know the answer
Because I might just picture your dead body

I won’t be able to breathe without you
It will feel as though I am suffocating
Alone time? No. Other Friends? Hell no.
It’s me and you ‘til the wheels fall off, baby

You better respond to my text immediately
Or I’ll think you’re mad and leaving me
I’ll spiral out of...