Sometimes it feels like I need to cry but I can’t even force a tear out.
Sometimes I wonder how I’ll die, maybe some will cry but I feel like I’ll just be forgotten about.
If I can’t express myself then I’ll hide, I won’t be able to take what I say back.
That’s just how I regularly feel, don’t take it to heart, hope you understand that.
Yes I know I have a lot of problems, issues that made me lose so much.
I just hope you can understand why I always feel so beneath the dirt, down in the dumps.
I can only eat if I shove my feelings aside, can you imagine how hard that is?
So much darkness I have inside, if only I didn’t have it, I can only wish.
Her tears fall down, she’s heartbroken.
She’s crying out loud, begging for the pain to stop.
You can’t help but stand there and all you do is
watch as she cries, and screams and cough.
You gotta comfort her.
You gotta comfort her.
Sometimes it feels like I need to cry but I can’t even force a tear out.
Sometimes I wonder how I’ll die, maybe some will cry but I feel like I’ll just be forgotten about.
If I can’t express myself then I’ll hide, I won’t be able to take what I say back.
That’s just how I regularly feel, don’t take it to heart, hope you understand that.
If you can understand that then understand this, I try daily to be blessed with good riddance.
Goodbye to you and celebrate with a dance.
Love is just a complete mess, for you, for me but I can’t help but take a chance.
At the end of the day I regret it, I was foolish
Cry and cry your tears away and know that everyday is a win even if it’s a sin.
Don’t begin to throw it all away because you can’t handle it, gotta reel it in.
Ten minutes, she told me it would take ten minutes
To break my heart, oh no, she didn't
Fuck livin', I'ma drown in my sorrow
Fuck givin', I'ma take not borrow
I’m sinnin’, do the dial, Montecarlo.
Beginnin’, I’m livin’, new tomorrow.
Fuck sippin’, fuck sippin’, fuck.
Luck wastin’, luck wastin’, luck.
Sometimes it feels like I need to cry but I can’t even force a tear out.
Sometimes I wonder how I’ll die, maybe some will cry but I feel like I’ll just be forgotten about.
If I can’t express myself then I’ll hide, I won’t be able to take what I say back.
That’s just how I regularly feel, don’t take it to heart, hope you understand that.