Having trouble with myself these days
I'm caged by my despondent ways
I wake up late, leave early
But it's the crux of me to communicate cryptically
But I always speak softly when I'm talking to you
My friends and my habits, they stick to me like glue
But I always speak freely when I'm venting to you
But it's no consolation for the way that I act
I will push you away
I will push you back
And you say, "You should get your sh*t together
You could be so much better
If you just get you're sh*t together"
I know you're right, you're right
You see the ugly parts I wish you never knew
It's hard to [?] when I'm always seeking you
Will you love me still if I can't get out of bed?
Will you love me still with these sick thoughts in my head?
And I should get my sh*t together
I could be so much better if I just get my sh*t together
I know that I'm right, I'm right
I know when I'm right
I know when I'm right
I'm right