Better Days

A Lesson in Struggling to Cope


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Truth be told, I'm a mess and I don't think things will get any better
Pick me up, make me smile, I wanna feel what it's like to be happy again
Time keeps ticking away and I'm still stuck here waiting for a chance

Too young to die, but is this really living?

Let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go

Losing patience as my mind veers off, I can't say I'm surprised that I feel lost
I'm miserable in my own skin, I've been thinking about this for...

Days
And that won't make it easier
It's gotta get worse before it gets better
I'm not happy and I don't know why

I'll find myself again, with or without you

And I'll be okay, I'll be alright
You want the truth so here it is, I'm fucked up but I'm still breathing

Things would be different if you were here
I miss you so much and it fills me with fear
Regrets run wild inside my head
But these regrets I have are better left unsaid


Autor(es): Better Days