Today I though she was still here and everything was perfect, but then I
Woke up
And then it hit me, what doesn't kill me just makes me weak as fuck
You define life as making the best of it
I define it as nothing but bull shit
And I'm sick and tired, sick
And discusted - discusted and I want to quit
I put the headphones on and turn the volume up
Write it out, hoping the feeling will get caught
Yet they just get stuck
So I'm asking for luck
Hoping millions to listen and just one to give a fuck
Thinking just maybe, just maybe one can relate
Thinking just once, maybe this time it wasn't fate
Maybe it was my mistake
I write my pain out and my soul escapes
With every stroke that my pen makes
They say you wont learn to walk until you fall
I say I'm soaring after all
After every heart break
All the times I thought I found someone perfect
I confused an angel for someone worthless
Maybe just maybe after all that worthless person
Wasn't so useless... when my entire success was based
off her perfect mess x2

Put the headphones on and turn the volume up
Write it out, hoping the feeling will get caught
Yet they just get stuck
Write it out, hoping the feeling will get caught
Yet they just get stuck
So I'm asking for luck
Hoping millions to listen and just one to give a fuck
Thinking just maybe, just maybe one can relate
Thinking just once, maybe this time it wasn't fate
Maybe it was my mistakemaybe it was my mistake
I write my pain out and my soul escapes
With every stroke that my pen makes... and my soul escapes
With every stroke that my pen makes... and my soul escapes
With every stroke that my pen makes

I put the headphones on and turn the volume up
Write it out, hoping the feeling will get caught
Yet they just get stuck So I'm asking for luck
Hoping millions to listen and just one to give a fuck