Yesterday I crashed my car

Because I wondered what it′d feel like

Pressed my foot down on the pedalAnd I ran right through the stop sign

Told all my friends I hate them

And then I played the victim

'Cause God forbid the problem′s ever me

Fucked my ex just to do it

Guess therapy's been useless

What a waste of $250 a week

("So how does that make you feel?")

I think I'm hooked on feeling low

Like morphine in my soul

Kinda like when I go cold (cold, cold)

I think I′m hooked on feeling down

I drink until I drown

Anything to black it out (out, out)

I think I′m hooked

I think, I think I'm

Hooked

I think I′m hooked

I think, I think I'm

Hooked

I think I′m

Every morning I wake up

Just to get right back into my bed

(I think I'm, I think I′m)

Tripping over all the bottles

From another night I'll forget

Blow through all of my money

On cigarettes and coffee

'Cause being broke is hard at 23

Go write another sad song

And play it for my poor mom

Anything so she feels bad for me

("Samantha, this is so depressing")

I think I′m hooked on feeling low

Like morphine in my soul

Kinda like when I go cold (cold, cold)

I think I′m hooked on feeling down

I drink until I drown

Anything to black it out (out, out)

I think I'm hooked

I think, I think I′m

Hooked

I think I'm hooked

I think, I think I′m

Hooked

I think I'm

(I′m hooked on feeling down, yeah)

I think I'm

I think I'm

I think I′m

I think I′m