Long nights
Quick fights
Long cries
It's been a long time
But I need your help
'Cause I don't know what else
To do...
With myself
Rather than to sit here alone in silence
In the darkness with my eyelids
Wide closed
I'm far too sentimental
These skin and bones I own are a rental
I'm trying to figure it out
My head's strung in a daydream
Lost, scared, and I'm screaming
Why the hell can't I get it down?
But maybe it's not that bad
