Wish I could
Just shut off
And not be seen
Kind of like a computer screen
Now all the things
That I once had
They've all grown old
They've all grown bad
Now I've got to
Sort through
This f*cking mess
I've got to address
All of the problems
That are in my life
Because something doesn't feel right
I like memories
Because they remind me
Of someone I don't
Want to be
But now I'm so filled with doubt
I can hardly breath
Well I am so unsure
If this is what I want
Because half the battle
Is making things fun
Because we always argue
About the same old shit
I'm giving in
Because you never quit
And now you're
Always on my
F*cking case
I've got to erase
All the problems
That are in my life
Because nothing f*cking feel right
I like memories
Because they remind me
Of someone I don't
Want to be
But now I'm so filled with doubt
I can hardly breath
But I'm so critical of
Everyone else
When actually I need to
Work on myself
I like memories
Because they remind me
Of someone I don't
Want to be
But now I'm so filled with doubt
I can hardly breath
But I'm so critical of
Everyone else
When actually I need to
Work on myself