00:00
03:29
Pulled out some pieces of my fucking hair
Tried screaming, "Help me," but nobody cares
And I am not strong
And I am not strong
And I am not strong
And I am not strong
I'm foul-mouthed and fucking ignorant
Two years later, I'm no different
Still made of pieces that will not fit
Forever fucked and too dramatic
I wear my heart upon my sleeve
Like I did when I was still 18
Goddamn it, it gets the best of me
I wear my heart upon my sleeve
Like I did when I was still 18
Goddamn it, it gets the best of me
One thing I've learned
Since coming to terms with moving on
Is no matter what I used to have
It's gone
♪
One thing I've learned
Since coming to terms with moving on
Is no matter what I used to have
It's gone
Pull out my fucking hair
I'll die alone and not care
I'll die alone and not care
I'll die alone and not care