You trynna put yourself in my shoes, but you can't. you haven't lived what I've lived, how could you understand me? Reality is that no one could ever get out of it. And now I'm stuck with this feeling and i just want It to leave.
You said I didn't make an effort to get out of bed, but you didn't make an effort to understand what I said.
I told you I had given up while you were sitting there crying. You looked at me and asked if I was actually trying.
But i am trying and our story is dying while im singing
I am trying and our story is dying while im singing