I know You're not Happy With me If I go home drunk again I promise I'd lose my shit Why can't be happy with what I get If I'm truly sorry, I'd fucking quit I know You're not Happy With me I stopped smoking two weeks ago So when I feel something, it's not my ego I started reaching out to the ones I love So I can try to be whole again Because I'm a fucking mess A lost cause at best I'm a fucking mess A lost cause at best