Bed Bug

I feel too big in my body Chest is too broad, hips are too wide I feel an itch on my body One that I can't ever find I feel so sick that I'm sorry Must have done everything wrong I feel like I shouldn't be sorry Since a siren's aware of her call I'm a bed bug I won't leave the house Call me a parasite and just throw me out With the mattress And the bedsheets Out in the rain on the curb of your street I'm used to the pain and embracing defeat They see a flaw with my body Lips are too big, and my hair is too long I've seen every flaw on my body The lines on my leg are the chemicals fault No one will ever say sorry For things that they did in the past I guess I'm the only one sorry That I'm not afraid to look back I'm a bed bug I won't leave the house Call me a parasite and just throw me out With the mattress And the bedsheets Out in the rain on the curb of your street I'm used to the pain and embracing defeat You wanted to leave, said I'd give you ten reasons You walked out the door before I'd finished the first I wanted to sleep, but the pit in my stomach Is making it harder to get off the floor And I haven't eaten in twenty-four hours And I keep on bleeding while I sit in the shower Tongue in my teeth, thumb in my side I'm just a bed bug, waiting to bite I'm just a bed bug I'm just a bed bug