| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
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| I hope we make it in the end
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| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
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| Oh, whoa
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| Therapy
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| So I’m not jumping off the balcony
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| When you’re not here I need some therapy
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| I’m gonna fuck it up again
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| I hope we make it in the end
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| Feels like it was yesterday
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| Three years have passed and it’s all the same
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| Still calling out my own mistakes
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| Put everything we have at stake
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| Cracks in the fault line
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| Somehow the fault’s mine
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| You say I never change
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| But I kill myself just to make you stay
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| Only you make me feel like a loser
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| Only you make me feel like I’m dumb
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| I’m counting down the days till I come back home
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| Counting down the days till I come back home to you
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| Therapy
|
| So I’m not jumping off the balcony
|
| When you’re not here I need some therapy
|
| I’m gonna fuck it up again
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| I hope we make it in the end
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| Feels like I’m all I got
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| I give and take and you take it all
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| If I drop my guard would you break your walls
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| Cause we’ve come too far to watch this fall
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| And I can’t let go
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| Put you on a pedestal
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| I know you’ll never change
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| But I kill myself just to make you stay
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| Only you make me feel like a loser
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| Only you make me feel like I’m dumb
|
| I’m counting down the days till I come back home
|
| Counting down the days till I come back home to you
|
| Therapy
|
| So I’m not jumping off the balcony
|
| When you’re not here I need some therapy
|
| I’m gonna fuck it up again
|
| I hope we make it in the end
|
| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
|
| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
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| I hope we make it in the end
|
| Oh, whoa, oh, oh
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| Oh, whoa, oh, oh |