Self Destructive

I'm self destructive a ticking time bomb I'm impatient and impulsive with a lot of feelings Mixed into a delicious cocktail so sweet and creamy sure does taste good at first but after so many sips of me I'm too intense for you too heavy on you now you put me down thinking I'm not good for you you say baby its not you its me but I know all too well "baby its not you its me" says my anxiety sarcastically My heart cries as my brain just stands there and watches Now I'm just half drunk and feeling empty Like u took something from me Now I'm here wishing you could pour back into me Like you needed me, when I ruined it Now your just a lesson when i look back at it