And I don't wanna have to do this again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
And I thought to myself what have I been doing this past year?
(Past year?)
Past year?
I got no where to go
I've been so stressed just staring at the ceiling fan
Watching the blades spin around like thoughts in my mind
Never ending nightmare
I call myself a "depressed mess" cuz I feel like
Nobody's gonna get me
I'm falling and nobody's gonna catch me
I'm falling and nobody's gonna catch me
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Chapped lips and nobody's gonna kiss me
Chapped lips and nobody's gonna kiss me
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
I think to myself what have I done this past week?
It's been the same routine ever since you left me
Wake up, cry, write some songs
Maybe eat a little something, take a hit from the bong
Record some vocals, and I go to bed
Then repeat the cycle over and over again
I'm falling down to hell and I can't escape
I hope the devil meets me with an embrace
I'm falling and nobody's gonna catch me
I'm falling and nobody's gonna catch me
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Chapped lips and nobody's gonna kiss me
Chapped lips and nobody's gonna kiss me
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again
Broke your heart and I f*cked up again