Pathetic by Thelma Blankenship

Lyrics:
I started smoking again, so i won't fall in pieces
and fuck all falling stars, i got none of my hundred wishes
Even time will never make this one feel better
For things to heal it takes more than just stormy weather
To hold on, to hold on onto it
feels pathetic but i ain't the first to do it
sit and linger on outside your house like i'm a tree
but i'd give anything for the second one to be
on one of your hundred pillows
babe you're so 70s and you love songs about weeping willows
so if time will get me cancer or just better
I'll lean my head and say "it didn't really matter"
Still i hold on onto it,
I'm pathetic but, fuck, i ain't the last to do it
sit and linger on outside your house like i'm a tree
but i'd give anything to let go and just be free