Why did I give it back?
why was I so stupid
If I hadn't listened to you
you might have been a little more ok

oh why did I listen to you?
why did I give it back?

and ik there's no way I can help
I can't even see you again
and that kills me
I'd literally do anything to help you
anything
but I can't because of this
I can't help
I can't help
I can't help

desperately I try to pay attention to my teacher but my thoughts are a tornado, spiraling out of control and so I repeat that phrase over and over in my head, knowing it won't help but trying anyway because at least I'll be doing something