Crying on the streets
Crying in my sheets
F*ck all my beliefs
F*cking you and me
Feel like I can't breathe
Feeling incomplete
Cry myself to sleep
Want you here with me
Driving off the road
Losing all control
Losing all my hope
But you're doing good though
Liquor on my lips
Sinking all my ships
Acting like a hoe
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
Thought that you would change
Thought that you would stay
Why can't I replace
These feelings never fade
Stomping on my grave
Playing all your games
Growing more insane
But you don't feel the same
Watching me grow tired
I'm losing all my fire
From putting on a show
But you're doing good though
And I can never let
My weary head to rest
I'm on another mode
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
I can't seem to figure out
Why my world without you is upside down
Why my friends can't even get me to go out
And how you're okay with how it all went down
And I can't seem to figure out
How you replaced my being only two months out
How you said you'd change but there's nothing new to show
But you're okay and you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though
But you're doing good though