Bad Thoughts - Past Lives Lyrics

Hold
Holding up the pieces
Arranging my ego
So I can't see their disappointed faces
Holding on to sadness
At my own discretion
Held it like a cross
While you put the nails in
Talk about your past lives
And how they all ended
Don't look to me
You know I can't say shit
Can't pretend it'll be any better
All over again
Can't hold you up
I can barely stand
When you're an adult
You make your own bed
Built
A house of cards
Far too high
Walls so thin
Fit through the needles eye
The slightest breeze
Could tear this down
Surprised that it hasn't been destroyed by now
Please
Please ignore the message
I left you on the dresser
Things I wanna say
Aren't fit for pen and paper
You reply in a scribble
F*ck you very much
This bottle made me sick
I'll use my hatred as a crutch
You know I can't say shit
Can't pretend
It'll be any better
All over again
Can't hold you up
I can barely stand
When you're an adult
You make your own bed
As an adult
As an adult
When you're an adult
You make your own bed