A New Distraction © 2025 https://suno.com/@anewdistraction +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ [intro] [Verse] If story time was meant for children Why didn't you read for me Chemicals on orange bottles was, The scripture I believed Was the answer, was the answer to, Curing your disease But the disease was curing, you from me Late nights Drunk fights Screaming, someone help me please Under the covers Hiding from ghosts that, you'd be My life would change places You'd stay with me You left, but yet you're never leaving [Caesura] [Chorus] Ritalin me this Ritalin me that A question with no answer Why you left me like that There's no, right or wrong Just a, me alone With a etching of a gray-scaled soul Ritalin me this Ritalin me that Was the answer to the question you can't take back I was, just a child Was your love an act The riddle in the bathroom is why you let me find you like that [Verse 2] I built a shrine from shattered spoons And pill caps dressed, unlike you A child left praying nightly To a god that felt abused Your lullabies were slurred in love, I can't find in spite of choose In bathrooms lined with velvet, the tiles cold and used [caesura] Cold sheets Blood drips the bucket of, the mortuary's last drink under the covers, you're hiding unlike me But you're still living in my memories You left, but yet you're never leaving [Caesura] [Chorus] Ritalin me this Ritalin me that A question with no answer Why you left me like that There's no, right or wrong Just a, me alone With a etching of a gray-scaled soul Ritalin me this Ritalin me that Was the answer to the question you can't take back I was, just a child Was your love an act The riddle in the bathroom is why you let me find you like that [caesura] [Bridge] [quiet and emotional] I tried my best to forgive you To forget that dream But this fiction is, unforgiving This hatred is a story, that I'm repeating [musical interlude] [quiet and calm final chorus outro] Ritalin me this Ritalin me that Was the answer to the question you can't take back I was, just a child Was your love an act The riddle in the bathroom is why you let me find you like that [short caesura] [end]
