Wrong

See myself on the TV screen Counting down the days til I'm 23 You're looking at me while I'm in the backseat I wanna be home where it's safe to be Because I've been unaware What might be coming It doesn't seem like I Want anything to do with it Your plastic bags been in my room Waiting for me to call you Been smoking too much I can barely catch my breath I've got malt liquor spilled on my chest Because I've been sleeping in Wasting my days Fighting feelings Can't control it