I drive around the bend
in my childhood neighborhood
i think of how it ends
Then i don't feel so good
i love all of my friends
I wish I was kinder
I know one day it'll end
but I miss how things were
What am I doing?
what am I waiting for
I feel too much all the time
overwhelmed to be alive
I wish that I could mend
all of the problems i've caused
i know how this stuff ends
I always call my mom
I have a lot to give
and i never receive
sometimes i’d wish it end
And that you couldn’t see right through me
What am I doing?
What am I waiting for?
I feel too much all the time
overwhelmed to be alive
I don't wanna say bye
I don't wanna say bye
I don't wanna say goodbye
i don't want to say bye
i drive around again
and I try to choke it down
I think of how it ends
But i think i will start right now