| It’s goddamn freezing in this city
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| There’s no heat in my room
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| It’s like it never stops raining
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| And I’m soaked through
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| My life’s become this tightrope act
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| One wrong step, I’m off the edge
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| So now I’m scared to death of an ear infection
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| It’s like I’m chasing ambulances
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| Trying to pull out something from the wreckage
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| Nothing ever goes the way we fucking planned it
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| 'Cause most days are bad days
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| We can’t wait for someone to pull me off of the concrete
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| We stopped standing proud a year ago now
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| What you see is just a shell of who I used to be
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| I can’t believe I got this weak
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| I’m stuck here wide awake
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| In the wake of bad news
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| We know now what’s at stake
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| And I’m scared too
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| You know that I can’t take naps
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| 'Cause they end in panic attacks
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| I can’t play video games
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| 'Cause I always end up depressed
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| I can’t be left alone now for even a second
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| I’m a burden but at least I know it
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| Most days are bad days
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| We can’t wait for someone to pull me off of the concrete
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| We stopped standing proud a year ago now
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| What you see is just a shell of who I used to be
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| I can’t believe I got this weak
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| And I don’t think I love anything
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| The way that some people love Morrissey
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| It’s just that nothing speaks to me that way
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| And I, I can tell you that the world looks bleak
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| From where I’m sitting at the bottom of the city
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| But no matter where you sit
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| The skyline looks the same
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| And I don’t think I love anything like
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| Most days are bad days, we can’t just wait |