You Good? (In Media Res)

I've been living reckless

I've been breaking bad

I've been sleeping with men old enough to be my dad

I know that they probably hate when I talk like this

But they know I can't afford a therapist

So they'll humor me

Until they fall asleep

And I've been drinking heavy which I can't afford

Bank account empty don't wanna check my credit score

Chasing equity has only left me in debt more

Don't want to be American anymore

Save for the alcohol

I'll drink it all

Because I gained back those forty pounds again

Because I'm a lazy slob with zero fucking discipline

All the work I put in last winter turned to shit

I don't know why I even bother trying

So I'll scream until I feel some semblance of control

Until televangelists or politics save my soul

So when pigs fly and when we reach our carbon goal

I don't want to worry if my cousins will grow old

Lord knows I don't know

There's a thin blue line that we won't ever get to cross

Turtles all the way down, pigs at the top

I don't wanna hold breath at a traffic stop

So I'll stay inside and drink and eat until I pop

Then send a risky text

And see whose bed is next