Do you see the bags underneath my eyes?   It's all the restless sleeping and ship sinking;   awkward conversation means "we better not tell him this",   because i'm fucking bitter from losing all my friends already.   It's the same excuses, just insert some different names.   i resent putting faith in you, but what am I to do?   This isn't just an inside joke we'll make a song about later.   ...so goes my life, weekends at home,   long distance friendships because the close ones blow.   The sun rises as often as it sets, right?