Lyrics:

I can't breathe right
Caught myself in another web again
I get tongue-tied
Called the doctor, put me on new medicine
I swear it's real
The pain I feel
It's not just in my head
Sure, it's hard to see
Call it make-believe
They say they don't understand
She's always running red lights, stop signs
Sneaking out at midnight, bedtime
She's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized
In the headlights (headlights)
Outcry, go to be the bad guy
Oh my, she's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized
I lost my mind
Never thought I could be the crazy one
They say I'm fine
And yet they wonder why
She's always running red lights, stop signs
Sneaking out at midnight, bedtime
She's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized
In the headlights (headlights)
Outcry, go to be the bad guy
Oh my, she's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized
Doctor, doctor, please tell me that it's physical
It's such a shame to suffer through it all alone
Doctor, doctor, please tell me that it's physical
It's such a shame that no one believes that it's real
She's always running red lights, stop signs
Sneaking out at midnight, bedtime
She's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized
In the headlights (headlights)
Outcry, go to be the bad guy
Oh my, she's always making headlines (for petty crimes)
By design, she's traumatized