My God, I hear you've been crying
I feel your tear drops from the skies
Your pain's the same as blinding me
Sometimes it hurts to be alive
Sometimes it hurts to be alive (sometimes, sometimes)
Sometimes it hurts to be alive (sometimes, sometimes)
But keep on living for me, won't you?
Keep an eye out for my soul too
I grow weary of the routines
I need something new
Like that rum that's on your lips
Hold my arms around your hips
All the sketchings on your wrist
Of extended calling, twisting on ya
My God, I hear you've been crying
I feel your tear drops from the skies
Your pain's the same as blinding me
And it strikes me, clearly alive
And it strikes me, and it strikes me
You couldn't be me 'cause you want to
So hurt me if you have to
We're always self medicating
I need somethin' new
So let's get up outta here
Go out flexing on a bitch
Screaming "F*ck love, let's get rich"
And then we'll come back if we don't get it