Saccharine

Forgive me sugar I'm not sweet enough

Forgive me killer I'm not mean enough

Whatever

I'm not supposed to be so clever

I'm not supposed to be together

And the anger in my second skin feels real

And the cancer in my saccharine feels real

Forgive me fever I'm not sick enough

Forgive me whether I'm not well enough

Whatever

I'm not supposed to be so clever

I'm not supposed to be together

And the anger in my second skin feels real

And the cancer in my saccharine feels real

Whatever

I'm not supposed to be so clever

I'm not supposed to be together

And the anger in my second skin feels real

And the cancer in my saccharine feels real