At the show like, "I'm sorry if I seem in my head
"I really wanna be here, but also want to be dead"
And I'm sorry you heard me through the wall
I'm sorry you can hear me, ever, ever at all
I've been eating, I've been outside, I have been sleeping
Still the shadows come a-creeping
I'm sorry you found me on the floor
I'm sorry for all the other times before
You put your hand on my hand and say, "It's alright,"
And I don't believe you, but it gets me through the night
I'm sorry I'm always crying
I am sorry-- I promise that I'll keep trying