Do You Believe In Love? No, I'm Agnostic

Find it hard to wake up in the morning
Find it hard to get out of bed
When I'd rather be sitting in silence
Watching the paint dry again

Find it funny I smoke when I feel bored
Find it funny I smoke around you
When I'm lost in the middle of town
And you've got nothing to do

I'm running out of strings
Because I used them all on you
I'm running out of reasons
That's why I keep going back to you
Back to you
Back to you

Find it hard to find clothes that I like
When you make fun of me all the time
When I find myself trying to breathe
You always kick the shit out of me

I'm running out of strings
Because I used them all on you
I'm running out of reasons
That's why I keep going back to you

You can't tell me how to feel
I know just how I feel
Like shit most nights
You can't tell me how to feel
I know just how I feel
Like shit most nights

I'm running out of strings
Because I used them all on you
I'm running out of reasons
That's why I keep going back to you



Credits
Writer(s): Brodie Staton
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