Lyrics
Said you're sick of blackin' out at somebody's house that you met on the internet
That you made the same mistakes again
And wound up in a tourniquet
So tell me
Do you think I'm worth this trouble of mind?
So tell me
Do you think in the end, that we'll be fine?
Hiding in the corner of living rooms
In a house in Michigan
Wondering if you'll amount to more than a name on a certificate
So tell me
Do you think I'm worth this trouble of mind?
So tell me
Do you think in the end, that we'll be fine?
Cause these days, it seems, that I'm only half of what I used to be
Of what I used to be
With broken collarbones from walking drunk and in the dark
Reliving your worst moments while you're crying in your car
When facing your decisions become everything you despise
Tell me in the end, do you think that we'll be fine?
With broken collarbones from walking drunk and in the dark
Reliving your worst moments while you're crying in your car
When facing your decisions become everything you despise
Tell me in the end, do you think that we'll be fine?
Do you think that we'll be fine?
Said you're sick of blacking out at somebody's house that you met on the internet
That you made the same mistakes again and wound up in a tourniquet
So tell me
Do you think I'm worth this trouble of mind?
So tell me
Do you think in the end, that we are fine?