It's been a week, and I can't tell you a thing I did I can't sleep, all my friends they're worried again
It's a cycle I won't outgrow I'm the punchline of some sick joke I can't bring myself to leave home But I'm terrified to be alone
I say that I'm fine, but it feels like I'm dying Why do the words in my head get so violent? Half of the time I'm just barely surviving But I'm trying, I'm trying
No surprise, that I'm not one for resolutions Even in the best times, I'm too scared to smell the roses
It's a cycle I won't outgrow I'm the punchline of some sick joke I can't bring myself to leave home But I'm terrified to be alone
I say that I'm fine, but it feels like I'm dying Why do the words in my head get so violent? Half of the time I'm just barely surviving But I'm trying, I'm trying
Tryna be everything to everybody I feel so much that I almost feel nothing Half of the time I'm just barely surviving But I'm trying, I'm trying