Somethings Wrong

I keep a crutch that habits lower in

You can tell me ten times

I'm trying not to give up

Getting high, thinking of a better end

I had a thought that people gave a shit

They're only stuck in rewind

Wanting what they'll never get

Guessing god really wants the best for them

The feeling's gone

Please write the wrongs

I know there's something wrong with me

You can't believe that I don't give a shit

Nothing's changed

Oh, please believe me

We made our choices

We'll figure it out

Please forgive me

We made our choices

We dug our grave

So we'll figure it out

Pain is pleasure, so just let it bleed

I couldn't sell this to you honestly

Avoid your self-fulfilling prophecies

Make the most of what I can't believe

And when it's gone, our life is lost

Will you pick up and follow me

In disbelief, when you're losing control?

It's got you down now, hope you never let it

Happen again

Oh, please believe me

We made our choices

We'll figure it out

Please forgive me

We made our choices

We dug our grave

So we'll figure it out

Nothing's changed

Oh, please believe me

We made our choices

We'll figure it out

Please forgive me

We made our choices

We dug our grave

So we'll figure it out