I've Been Doing Well

A couple quarters in my pocket

A few dollars in my wallet

I've been doing well

I've been working overtime

Couple cars in my garage

Can you see me now?

Haven't heard from you in months

I wonder what you're running from

Can we talk it out?

And at night I go to bed

I see the reaper in my head

Won't you kill me now?

Seeing through these curtains

Spending too much time in my bed

Only thing I know now

I've got too much time on my hands

You've got too much blood on yours

You got what you asked for

Time to grow up, get a real job

05:35 at the bus stop

Heard they got benefits and it's evident

That you got what it takes to get to the top

Know you been going through things

But you can feel better when the money comes in

And every night you can question your life

While you stare at the ceiling

No fucking feelings

Bringin' it, bringin' it back to the good ol' days

To the run-down park where we used to skate

Paul and Connor, John, Bert and Lopez

Not one day did I feel this hopeless (goddamn)

And they try to get me to go to therapy, please

No human alive could revive my mind

Would you think it's a lie

If I said I was fine?

A couple quarters in my pocket

A few dollars in my wallet

I've been doing well

I've been working overtime

Couple cars in my garage

Can you see me now?

Haven't heard from you in months

I wonder what you're running from

Can we talk it out?

And at night I go to bed

I see the reaper in my head

Won't you kill me now?

Swear to God I've been trying

I've been just finding

All of the things that I keep in my mind

But I can't even write them, let alone say it

I'm losing my mind while I'm losing my patience