Little moments of happiness
When I think my dreams are real
Until I wake up more and then reality begins to feel
I realize it's too late to ever truly heal
So I try to be miserable and keep it real
And I'm writing songs about you now
Another muse I lost somehow
Like I lost that empty house
If you really saw me now, you'd see I'm in my own hell
You'd see I need help
There's so much I can never tell but
You should work it out
You should work it out
Read between my lines
Late nights, bright lines
I miss all of that strife
I balanced on a thin, thin line
While I used my knife to chop up more lines
In another world
Maybe it's still cool
In this one, life became cruel
Yeah, life became so cruel
And I'm writing songs about it all now
Another muse I lost somehow
Like I lost that haunted house
Oh, if you could see me now
You'd see I'm locked in my own hell
You'd see I really need some f*cking help
There's so much that I never tell
But you should be able to work it out
Yeah, little moments of happiness
When I think my dreams are real
Until I wake up more and then reality begins to hit me with the devil's deal
I realize it's too late to ever truly heal
So I have to be miserable
Accept the truth and keep it real
And I'm writing songs about you now
Another muse I lost somehow
Didn't get to tell you how I felt as I haunted that empty house
If you could only see me now
You'd see I'll always be in my own hell
You'd see I really need your help
Because there's so much I never tell
But you should know me enough to work it out
I chose my own hell
The world put me there no matter how much I needed help
There's so much I can never tell
But you should work it out
You should work it out by now