i think we established that i'm not okay
i think that's safe to say
my chest beats fast and i have a heart attack
don't ask me to explain
going broke in a college town
i've been up since four reading funeral sounds
and at about three "i'll start to hate me"
said the boy who once believed in hope eternally but
i'm moving on to the next try
apprehension's expected of me
but reality is inching up with every melody attached to
i'll sit back set neuroses to flame while you're asking stupid questions like:
"what would the neighbors think?"
I'll try to fix myself but i'm still cracking
i'll try to help myself but you can't change me
I can't change me
I tried to kill myself but wait...