And every time I
Go outside I see things
In the back of my mind
And every single one
They remind me of you
And every time I
Think about you
It's a mess I don’t
Know what to do
And all the while
You do damage to me
You do damage to me

My life is going under
Yet I wasn't ready for the
End of it I wonder if it's
Meant to be this way or something
Better in the summer
I’ll pretend I never see the
Pictures that you're posting
On your Instagram
I guess you're doing pretty well tho
If wanting happiness is
Wrong then you can lock me in a
Cell tho honestly I'm
Hurting pretty bad but you're
Living better than the life we had
I feel it in my chest tho