Another day in my life, another day,
I'm insecure, how I'm
Hard times, the throw is offline
pictures of black and gray
soft
She sends it home
In a paper bag
Says things change
Maybe it’s
Watch it go, watch it go, watch it go
She'll have
December falls, I don't think I'm okay, not today
When dad
Tell myself, on the ride home.
Getting tired, hating all I've
Cold and wired
I've been fired
Everything you said to me goes
Now I know that it's the same
Different people, different days.
And
I believe the time is now
Hold on to what you've
And the words they take their meaning (It's all you
The worst time, to hit you with my first line,
Getting over you, Oohh oh oh, Getting over you, Oohh
Hopeless
A
some time ago I keep losing track, over again
all these
Thought you saw this last time. It's a rerun
But this
Time winds down as you stretch upward to heaven
His blood