Hypochondriac - Miranda Glory

I make something out of nothing

Think you’re always up to something

Or someone else

Try to tell myself it’s nothing

But a bruise becomes a blood clot

Think this headache is a tumor

I feel it spreading like a rumor

To ruin me

I saw you liked your ex’s picture

It’s got me picturing you with her

My brain isn’t nice to me

My body’s malfunctioning

These xanys ain’t helping

Why am I like this?

Why can’t I stop this?

Why can’t I, oh

Everytime that you don’t call me back

Get a heart attack, into cardiac arrest

Everytime you say my name like that

Think it’s the last

Got me feeling like a hypochondriac

(Got me feeling, got me feeling like a hypochondriac)

I’m tryin' to numb away the hours

Why can’t I get over the counter to drown you out

You paused before you said I love you

You might as well be saying fuck you

My brain isn’t nice to me

My body’s malfunctioning

These xanys ain’t helping

Why am I like this?

Why can’t I stop this?

Why can’t I, oh

Everytime that you don’t call me back

Get a heart attack, into cardiac arrest

Everytime you say my name like that

Think it’s the last

Got me feeling like a hypochondriac

(Got me feeling, got me feeling like a hypochondriac)

Baby, you can blame me for the crazy in my head

But you knew what you were getting into when we got in bed

You used to find it cute when I was losing it back then

Should have listened when I said I’m a hypochondriac

Everytime that you don’t call me back

Get a heart attack, into cardiac arrest

Everytime you say my name like that

Think it’s the last

Got me feeling like a hypochondriac

(Got me feeling, got me feeling like

Got me feeling like I’m a hypochondriac)