The Perfect Comeback (Four Hours Later)

Cut all the cords, bury the truth Stifle my breath now i'm all out of tune And all I wanted was someone to fix me I took a shot like you called it, They couldn't stop me from fallin' As if a highlight reel of the past 10 years Could help keep me from callin' So put a little black spin on it Choke back the words that I desperately want to sing At the top of my lungs to the people I've Disappointed, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Coping with everything I'll keep it churning in my guts Till I burst at the ribcage I read two words "seek help" Cut all the cords, bury the truth Stifle my breath now i'm all out of tune And all I wanted was someone to fix me Now i'm crowded with all these Burning bridges, bitter ends Losing touch with all my friends I wish I could just make amends But the blood runs black Yet I can't help but think of you fondly At night when you're all alone Do you hide inside your phone Feel like no one loves you so (yeah I get it) The tears always lose to drugs and cheap booze We never get it right And this brain pollution hazy confusion Keeps me silent if only another night Coping with everything I'll keep it churning in my guts Till I burst at the ribcage Where you made your stay for so long Cut all the cords, bury the truth Stifle my breath now i'm all out of tune And all I wanted was someone to fix me Now i'm crowded with all these Burning bridges, bitter ends Losing touch with all my friends I wish I could just make amends But the blood runs black Gone bad, come on run it back It's all bad, bad, bad, does it make you sad Guess I'm good for something but it isn't that Spent my whole youth chasing ghosts away Now i'm left in the dust to think, "well shit" Say it one time for the kids in the back Mistakes that we make are all quick heart attacks The demons you harbor they put mine to shame I'm happy to suffer if you do the same Cut all the cords, bury the truth Stifle my breath now i'm all out of tune And all I wanted was someone to fix me Now i'm crowded with all these Burning bridges, bitter ends Losing touch with all my friends I wish I could just make amends But the blood runs black But I think that the worst is through