Music: Robert Lund
Most of the time I put on quite a face
And an act but I'm pretty depressed most of the time
Gun to my head like I'm better off dead
What I feel in my heart, try to smile instead
Days pass, burn the candle both ends
Though I smile through the pain, itβs getting harder to pretend
Hollowed out, stomach sick, I still miss you
Even after all the shit you put me through
I know it's wrong but there's something about you
No, I don't want to stay here without you
Caught in between all the lies and deceit
Questioning everything
Love isn't all that it seems, I know now
Stress ring through my head, I can't sleep
I'm human, not a machine
Is this what it's like losing everything?
Caught in between living hell and a dream
Tearing apart at the seams
Praying to god but he won't hear me now
Happiness just out of my reach
I think it's time that I leave
One in the clip, Ima let it sound
Gun to my head like I'm better off dead
What I feel in my heart, try to smile instead
Days pass, burn the candle both ends
Though I smile through the pain, itβs getting harder to pretend
Hollowed out, stomach sick, I still miss you
Even after all the shit you put me through
I know it's wrong but there's something about you
No, I don't want to stay here without you
I should hate you but I'm missing you instead
'Cause when I say, "I love you", girl, I mean that shit till death
My heart was skipping beats but ainβt no rhythm since you left
My head is full of memories that I just can't forget
So wrong
How you treat me, girl ****ing with my head
I'm done
Playing games with love is something you'll regret
I'm crushed
Gave you everything took it all and left
So long
To the future we could've had
Blood on the concrete
Beauty in the violence
Lying through their teeth 'cause
There's poetry in fighting
Stronger than you think
Know that we ainβt going silent
(Pain inside me adding fuel to the fire)
Gun to my head like I'm better off dead
What I feel in my heart try to smile instead
Days pass, burn the candle both ends
Though I smile through the pain, itβs getting harder to pretend
Hollowed out, stomach sick, I still miss you
Even after all the shit you put me through
I know it's wrong but there's something about you
No, I don't want to stay here without you
But um... my depression is um...
I think because of my empathy for humanity and...
I'm afraid I'm much too emotional
Uh, to be an artist, really and um
To be a really good one