Best Wishes

I remember when you took your bags
And you left out the front door
Thought that you'd be back
Little did I know what the fuck you left for
You found another man, who'd provide for you
And he had a lot more than me, not value but money
So you told him you loved him, you whore

Now I'm sitting here cold as fuck
Wondering what I did wrong?
Did I show to much affection or the time I spent on
Making myself better for you
I hate myself and I know, I could do better than you

So now I'm picking up the pieces of my broken existence
I take a look at myself in the mirror, and break it to pieces
I'm so sick of the man I have to be in this life
Either I'm perfect or I'm fucked up, but it don't matter right?
As long as I have something to say everything will be alright
Everybody will be happy, and my bank account stays high
But what about the demons that stay inside my mind?
What happens when the money's gone, and I can't sleep at night?
Best wishes



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Hans
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