I love the way I feel
I'm barely breathing
And my head's stuck to the floor
I know appearance is deceiving
Am I sick if I want more?
I'm so frustrated and I think
That I'm not getting up this time
And if I fake it will you really mind?
Time breaks too, won't save you
I break too, so watch me now
Goddammit, I lost it
You lied, I fucking bought it
Goddammit, I'm not sick
Next time I'll try to let you go
I hate the way I feel
I'm scared of breathing and I'm headed for the floor
I know adhearence is deceiving
And I'm sick of wanting more
I lost something back there
That I'm not getting back ever again
I'm losing grip of what's inside my head
And I'm so sick of saying "maybe"
Don't you even doubt me, baby
And I'm not ever gonna come clean it means too much to me
Oh