Texty: Sunk Loto. Help.

You wanted to see everything
You scratched the surface to see what was inside
I couldn't stop it, you fuckin' liked it
Your voice would never end and fucked with my mind
You said you'd kill yourself
Cos what you needed was a fucking prescription
I don't wanna hear your voice, I don't wanna see your face
You needed help cos what you needed was a fuckin' prescription
Conversations never grew, never would amount to anything
Conversations never grew, never would amount to anything

Get your prescription...
You tried to fuck me then tried to frame me
Now I don't wanna hear your voice, I don't wanna see your fucking face
This lullaby that you sang wasn't sweet.