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I'm lost in the bottom of a bottle |
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getting tired of trying to find a way out |
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I don't want to leave, so I'll just sit here alone |
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and wonder when the hell did all of the pain start |
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I'll crawl out of bed breathing fire |
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half stoned, half awake in the rain |
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the ceiling fan spinning circles in applause |
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"well done you're a failure with a black heart" |
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I'm so tired of waking up with a half mind |
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I'm so tired of waking up with a heavy heart |
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I'm so tired of waking up all alone |
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I'm so tired of denying this is all my fault |
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tell me what I did because I don't remember |
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and I never thought I would last until November |
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so I give up, and who gives a fuck |
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don't bother telling her I loved her |
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she won't believe me anyway |
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I can still hear your voice coming over the clouds |
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I'm trying to scream but I'm not as loud |
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you tell me to run when I'm crawling on the ground |
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I can still hear your voice coming over the clouds. |
