appeal

And you told me it gets better
Never guessed that my mood would match the weather
Grass grows, things heal
I lost all of my appeal

And I wish you told me sooner
'Cause then I wouldn't look like a loser
I guess it's my fault for believing
That I would someday lose the feeling

Hey there, I got your letter
Every word bled through the paper
You wrote with so much weight
I hope you're feeling better

Avoiding signs from my body
'Cause I can't think of better things to do
I lost everyone but you
Cut ties with anyone around me
They never cared about me
They'll probably all forget me eventually

And I'm stuck being everything I hated
And I wish that I could somehow make it up to you
The lies and all my faults were getting to me
I think I should rot eternally

And you told me it gets better
Never guessed that my mood would match the weather
Grass grows, things heal
I lost all of my appeal

And I wish you told me sooner
'Cause then I wouldn't look like a loser
I guess it's my fault for believing
That I would someday lose the feeling

It's so good, lost feeling
I'm getting better, I'm healing
On every first of the month, I always fuck it up
You didn't hurt me enough, so now we're back in touch

Told myself I'd never fall in love again
Care too much, I'm fucking up myself instead
Losing grip on my reality, it's how it always ends
I'm never going back home and I don't wanna be friends

And you told me it gets better
Never guessed that my mood would match the weather
Grass grows, things heal
I lost all of my appeal

And I wish you told me sooner
'Cause then I wouldn't look like a loser
I guess it's my fault for believing
That I would someday lose the feeling