Bleed
No, it doesn't feel good sitting here all alone
I'm starring at my phone
But nothing's going on
One week, 2 weeks, 3 weeks ago
I was hoping for your mind to change
I turn the music up but still feel bad about it
Everything we said, everything we did
Everything that went wrong, it's all gone
I'm not over you yet and I'm working on it
But I got to admit I'm still waiting on it
Why can't we get along
Where did we go wrong
And why are you even in this song?
And why did you not call me back
It's a matter of fact that our hearts have turned black
They say hope is the last thing to die
No, I'm not ready to say goodbye
I can see that you bleed and I bleed like you do
But it's all over now
Don't wanna eat, don't wanna sleep, cannot cry, cannot die
Flying high all alone, now I'm all alone
The wound ain't healing there is nothing I can do
I build up high walls
Psychiatrists try to break through
Get out of my face
I heard rumors you'll be moving out of town
That's alright with me, no doubt, no it's not
I'm still a fucking liar
I'm so sick of me
I take responsibility for our emotional debris
I use you, abuse you as an excuse for not getting anything done
For not getting my shit together
But hopefully this state of mind won't last forever
I crack jokes about you every time I see a friend
It's an act of self-protection
And I still pretend to be the star
Of a Hollywood movie with a happy end
I'm starring at my phone
But nothing's going on
One week, 2 weeks, 3 weeks ago
I was hoping for your mind to change
I turn the music up but still feel bad about it
Everything we said, everything we did
Everything that went wrong, it's all gone
I'm not over you yet and I'm working on it
But I got to admit I'm still waiting on it
Why can't we get along
Where did we go wrong
And why are you even in this song?
And why did you not call me back
It's a matter of fact that our hearts have turned black
They say hope is the last thing to die
No, I'm not ready to say goodbye
I can see that you bleed and I bleed like you do
But it's all over now
Don't wanna eat, don't wanna sleep, cannot cry, cannot die
Flying high all alone, now I'm all alone
The wound ain't healing there is nothing I can do
I build up high walls
Psychiatrists try to break through
Get out of my face
I heard rumors you'll be moving out of town
That's alright with me, no doubt, no it's not
I'm still a fucking liar
I'm so sick of me
I take responsibility for our emotional debris
I use you, abuse you as an excuse for not getting anything done
For not getting my shit together
But hopefully this state of mind won't last forever
I crack jokes about you every time I see a friend
It's an act of self-protection
And I still pretend to be the star
Of a Hollywood movie with a happy end
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Reister, Stefano Zanolli
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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