| Tried to find hope in happiness
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| But at some point I lost my plans
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| Think I faded in this process
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| And the reaper is my only friend
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Sitting pretty on my tombstone
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| Smile wide
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| Got close with the graveyard
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| Trying to find where to start
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| 'Cause I’m casket-sized
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| Can’t seem to change things
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| Wearing white to my funeral
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| I’ll probably die alone
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| So bitter and I’m staying cold
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| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel
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| Knowing I can’t change things, change things
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| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am
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| But I can’t change me, change me
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| Devil knows I don’t keep my friends
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| Heaven says I should have regrets
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| Do you think they’d care if I went?
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| 'Cause at this point I feel like I’m spent
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Sitting pretty on my tombstone
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| Smile wide
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| Got close with the graveyard
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| Trying to find where to start
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| 'Cause I’m casket-sized
|
| Can’t seem to change things
|
| Wearing white to my funeral
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| I’ll probably die alone
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| So bitter and I’m staying cold
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| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel
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| Knowing I can’t change things, change things
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| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am
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| But I can’t change me, change me
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| Yeah, ain’t no other way to change it now
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| This can’t be everything I am
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| This ain’t gonna be the end
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| So tell me I did alright, fill the void I’ll never be
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| Running from the hillside, your words hanging over me
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| It’s easy to see it, I only need to believe it
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| 'Cause if I try to change the past
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| All I hear is dial tones
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| I want everything to last, but it’s out of my control
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| I can only do me and I’ll put that on God
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| I can’t be what I’m not
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| Can’t seem to change things
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| Wearing white to my funeral
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| I’ll probably die alone
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| So bitter and I’m staying cold
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| Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel
|
| Knowing I can’t change things, change things
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| Flexing that I’m stronger than I really am
|
| But I can’t change me, change me
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| Can’t seem to change things
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| Wearing white to my funeral
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| I’ll probably die alone
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| So bitter and I’m staying cold |