Ybf

I'm screaming on the inside
And I haven't left my room in thirty days
I can't stand I start to atrophy
Because I'm wasting away
I'd rather drink myself to death
With cheap red wine and cigarettes
Than admit I'm over my head
I think I'll spend next winter in my bed
Point out my faults it's a reaction
I never finish what I started and I end up broken heart-ed 'cause I
Can never think of what to say
Leaving this apartment just gets harder every day
I'm screaming on the inside
You won't leave your room despite everything I do
I wish that you would say something
Instead of shutting down like you always do
Point out your faults it's a reaction
You never finish what you started and
you end up broken heart-ed 'cause you
Can never think of what to say
Leaving this apartment just gets harder everyday
I'll be just fine
At the end of the winter
Just nine more months
Patience like ice gets thinner
If we hold on
Spring will be our reward
We'll bide our time
And act like we're not keeping score



Credits
Writer(s): Duncan Murta, Jacques Richer, Paul Colman, Stefan St Godard
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