i might be paranoid
but the whole world’s out to get me
these insecurities want me dead
my mind wont quit
it says i’m a piece of shit
and honestly i’ve been done with life
but some how i’m still alive
so please, please, please, be ok
because i’m also hanging by a thread
and if you break down
i might break down
we both can’t be fucked up
it’s hard holding up the world
been doing it for years
don’t you see it in my eyes?
how tired i am all the time
my only happiness is kissing you
so please don’t take my sanctuary
because i’m the worker bee
but your my queen
and if you break down
i might break down
we both can’t be fucked up
bills, bills, bills,
doing our best to keep afloat
God knows the world won’t help
just a bunch of monsters out there
they say find faith
seek out console
like i need imaginary friends
or to pay someone to care
i was hoping you would have the answers
but seeing you cry
like your losing your mind
we both can’t be fucked up










