I can’t go inside
And I can’t drive away
Even my ******* car
Gave up on me today

Don’t you hate only buying clothes
For funerals
And work
When the world divides into two people

A lot of people tell me that it’s easy to say. “I’ve moved on from my past”
But it’s impossible to know for sure

But there’s always someone around the bend for you

Your dreams will never come true
No one will remember you
But you’re gonna be fine
You’re gonna be fine

And I’m sick to death about the future
It’s a weight no one can tell true
I’m lucky for friends like you

When the numb feeling you get from everything
Is both the bandage and the wound
But always more complicated

And I hate being drunk at night
By myself
But it almost makes me think that everything is
Alright
But what do I know