Sometimes I want to lay down and not get back up
Sometimes I want to lay down like I even give a f*ck
I'll pull f*cking arm off, they're weighing me down
Tell me, Tell me, Tell me, when we getting out of this town?
I think you're wasting all your time on me
Wasting all your time telling me it'll all be fine
And as the sky turns grey, I turn to you to say