Bad Spanish

I keep my mouth shut
'Cause I don't deserve anything
Feeling like a fraud at my job
'Cause I faked my way
Into every good thing
That's every happened to me

Write a happy song
'Cause I don't wanna mope today
Try to sing along but the thoughts
They don't go away
I will say the worst things to make you stay

It's hard to ask for help
If you don't really want it
Passed out on the train
In your own vomit

It's fine, I said
I'll bash my fucking head through the wall
So I don't have to call
You before I go to bed
Alright, I said
Won't hold my fucking breath while you're gone
But I feel it in my lungs
Before I go to bed

Dreaming in bad Spanish
About your romantic tendencies
And how they would translate
In your fucked up fantasies
You're the only good thing
That's ever happened to me

It's hard to ask for help
If you don't really want it
Passed out on the train
In your own vomit

It's fine, I said
I'll bash my fucking head through the wall
So I don't have to call
You before I go to bed
Alright, I said

I'll scrape my knuckles red
Stucco wall
Do I have to be sad to get off?
Oh, I'll never leave my head