Letras
I've gotta get away somehow
This life is killing me, it's true
I'm praying on a heart attack
'Cause I fuck up everything I do
I'm getting off the dating apps
This time I swear to God I'm through
They make me wanna cut my hands off
And there's no one there like
You beside me
Girl, we might be done
But I keep holding on
Thinking of regrets, I got bus loads
Tweaking off my meds, I don't trust those
Sober and depressed at the punk show
Sipping on Pelly, hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Sipping on Pelly, hiding tears in the front row
I hope my therapist is happy
All the ways that I have grown
My medication keeps me numb
Live, laugh, leave me the fuck alone
You said my smile pointed downward
We were too good to be true
I miss the person that I was
The times when I was still with
You beside me
Girl, we might be done
But I keep holding on
Thinking of regrets, I got bus loads
Tweaking off my meds, I don't trust those
Sober and depressed at the punk show
Sipping on Pelly, hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Sipping on Pelly, hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Hiding tears in the front row
Sipping on Pelly, hiding tears in the front row