Puddle of Blood

We found you in the bathroom
Face down in a puddle of blood
When we started crying
You jumped up laughing and said
You’re so dumb, I got you again
Now here’s twenty bucks
Go and get me some cigarettes
And spend the rest on candy
I don’t feel like cooking again
Gummy pizzas for dinner again
I don’t know why you need me so much
I taught you how to cook yourself
I don’t know why you need me
(I love you)