[spoons rattling]
All the messed up things I think
They keep coming back to me
When I lay down to sleep
I wake up with pools of sweat surrounding me
I eat my words
I choke them up
I never get a second just to catch my breath
'Cause everything you told me was a lie
And I will take it to the fucking grave
I don't know
I never know
I never fucking knew it all
We took the fall
Your losing game is so insane
I can't complain
But I'm probably doing everything to
Try to not lose my mind
My mind
Fuck
They keep coming back to me
When I lay down to sleep
I wake up with pools of sweat surrounding me
I eat my words
I choke them up
I never get a second just to catch my breath
'Cause everything you told me was a lie
And I will take it to the fucking grave
I don't know
I never know
I never fucking knew it all
We took the fall
Your losing game is so insane
I can't complain
But I'm probably doing everything to
Try to not lose my mind
My mind
Fuck
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Writer(s): Ryland Heagy, Pat Doherty
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