I threw up my vocal chords, My lungs are punctured And it still took three long months For these words to come out right. You got that look in your eyes, The one that tells me you're sick and fucking tired Of listening to me now. Still there's no one else to talk to, No one else to open up to. Would you give me one last chance? Either way I'm fucking lost. Would you dare Or even care If I told you everything's alright? Take these words, Shove them away And believe them any other day. I tried to drown these thoughts In alcohol, just put on a drunken smile And the two of you looked tired. I've lost all integrity In a bottle of shame And a million cigarettes. I knew you'd give up on me. There is nothing I could say to you To convince you that these words are true So I just pass out in front of you. Oh I'm so fucking lost.