Talking to myself
I can count on one hand how many things you done for me
I would need to die, to make you care enough
Questioning what else you even want from me
When I already gave you the world, there's nothing else
Oh, lonely, lonely
Do I have to keep to myself?
Lonely, hm, lonely
I'm talking to myself
How can I expect you to help me when I can't even take care of myself
Will I end up back at the start, I can never tell
Woah, woah, oh, woah, woah, oh
Woah, woah, oh, woah, woah, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh