| 'Cause I had the best of the worst sides
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| And I had these lungs, ohh
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| And I had too many flashbacks
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| That I just let them burn
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| 'Till my chest is on fire
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| And my head just won't die
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| I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
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| I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
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| 'Cause I just feel so tired
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| Like it's move or slowly die
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| You say, "You ain't you when you're like this
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| This ain't you and you know it"
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| But ain't that just the point?
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| You don't know how to let go
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| Who said this must be all or nothing?
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| But I'm so caught below, and I'll never let you know
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| No, I can't tell you nothing
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| 'Cause I'm a fucking mess sometimes
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| But still I could always be
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| Whatever you wanted
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| But not what you needed
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| Especially when you been needing me
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| 'Cause I'm a fucking mess sometimes
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| And I'll say what I don't mean
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| Just 'cause I wanted
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| Or maybe I need it
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| Swear lying's the only rush I need
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| 'Cause all I needed was some words to say
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| That all these feelings don't mean shit to me
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| 'Cause it's all just chemicals anyway, anyway, yeah
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| And I got way too many routes to take
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| To make this all just go away
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| And find another heart to break
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| So heartless with these words I say
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| Just saying what I'm supposed to say
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| 'Cause I had nothing for you
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| I can't love when I can't even love myself
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| Things I would rather be thoughts at the back of my head
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| But I'm addicted to hurting
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| And I got these lungs
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| And I spent too many late nights
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| Just thinking a hole in the earth
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| 'Till the sky is on fire
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| And my head still won't die
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| I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
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| I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
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| 'Cause I just feel so tired
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| Like I need something to come alive
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| She said, "You ain't you when you're like this
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| This ain't you, what you doing?"
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| And I said, "That's the point"
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| You don't know how to let go
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| Who said this must be all or nothing?
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| But I'm so caught below, and I'll never let you know
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| No, I can't tell you nothing
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| 'Cause I'm a fucking mess sometimes
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| But still I could always be
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| Whatever you wanted, but not what you needed
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| Especially when you been needing me
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| 'Cause I'm a fucking mess inside
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| And I'll say what I don't mean
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| Just 'cause I want it
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| Or maybe I need it
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| Swear lying's the only rush I need
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
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| Yeah, oh yeah, I need it
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| Yeah, I need it, I need it I need it, I need it, yeah |