Wasted every Friday night
Alone outside trying to get high
Hey man, everything will be alright
Put your jacket on and please come back inside
But truth be told I'm feeling kind of numb
I guess my apathy got the best of me
Lately you've been lost up in your head
Overthinking everything like you're better off dead
Sometimes I wish you'd try to be okay
Because it doesn't seem like you're trying anyway
But truth be told I'm feeling kind of numb
I guess my apathy got the best of me
Sorry but I think I need to leave
And I hate to say it but I'm doing this for me
So long, goodbye
But truth be told I'm feeling kind of numb
I guess my apathy got the best of me
Sorry but I think I need to leave
And I hate to say it but I'm doing this for me
So long, goodbye