My Last Message

i told that girl i'm sorry
yeah i'm sorry
i'm sorry for not understanding you i'm a douche
i guess i won't ever get to see you
i'll only see you in my dreams staring at the moon

for centuries and centuries
still got you in my memories
i know that you won't talk to me
i wish that you would speak to me
so tell me what is wrong with me
so i can go and fix myself
cause i don't want nobody else
no no

i don't feel like i'm well
i'm now setting sail
sailing into hell

i guess i won't have anyone
it's hard to go put down the gun
cause i know that i wanna be done
with all the pain and the fake love
guess i can only have dreams
bout being happy and being free
i wish that i could just flee
away from all the suffering

day one day two
i'll be singing lonely tunes
day four day five
wondering if i'll be fine
day six day seven
writing down my last message
don't ask questions
my name don't mention

i don't feel like i'm well
i'm now setting sail
sailing into hell