Dear Society

Sleepless nights and cigarettes
My daily dose of internet
And all the things I shoulda quit
But never did, oh

Evil voices in my head
I woke up in a strangers bed
I lost my phone in Amsterdam
It's 5 AM

I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Yeah, you're bad for my health
You should hurt somebody else

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health

Diets that I shouldn't try
Feels like social suicide
And honestly, it's cyanide
I'm bound to die

Been twenty-one since 17
Thanks to all the magazines
Man, sometimes, I just wanna scream
And break my screen

I'm a natural disaster
But even after all that I do
It's you who's gonna be the death of me
And none of this matters
Baby, it's you, it's you

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Yeah, you're bad for my health
You should hurt somebody else

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health

Dear society
You've pushed me to the edge, so here's some clarity
The truth is you're the one who’s always there for me
With my daily dose of internet
And all the things that I should quit, but can't

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Yeah, you're bad for my health
You should hurt somebody else

You're bad for my health
I should probably get some help
I can't control myself
I'm addicted to the hell
My heart is getting sick
From the tar that's on your lips
Oh, baby, you're so bad for my health