this is the fight that taught me to feel if i am the drunk, you are the wheel

and i drink, therefore i am at least i think that's how the saying goes

i've learned to bury things i hate deep in the ground

i'm learning that sometimes time doesn't heal a thing

i’ll never find the strength to change what i need is this who i’ll always be?

only feeling alone around people getting by and making it believable

i feel a bit relieved although I shouldn't

i'm sorry for the hurt that I brought this life

i tried to kill the pain, i bought some wine and hopped a train

when the darkness of the tunnel is the last place i go, you're the closest thing to heaven i'll ever need

everyone is born with self worth how easily it turns to doubt it takes letting go of what we know we can't live without

maybe i just don't have it inside me maybe there's too much i couldn't face? i just wanted someone to come down from heaven and explain this cold and fucked up place

i carry all the little trophies of your touch but today, i'm gonna beat you to the punch

we used to count the time by how long we'd been apart, now my clock is dust on the floor

oh it's way too cold to breathe in here; i'm trying, but this body just won't do

i don't want to be different anymore

why are you so good to me? how are you so good to me?

and i've tried having faith but i'll rot like a dove

fear is such a funny thing we wear it like a diamond ring

why even try getting by when you're hopeless?