old ways

Forgotten now I'm in old ways Convince myself I've got insane There's something wrong with my brain I fucking hate it here And I tried my fucking best but you can't make it fair No fun Rather stare at a barrel of a gun You could take it back but the damage is done I'll be sad cause I'm a terrible son I'll fall back in my old ways And I'll still love you like always But my brain's dumb and can't see love at my front door I lost all my confidence and I'm sorry for the way that I act Would you believe me if I said that this shit wasn't as planned? Would you believe me if I told you that I'm hurting real bad? But it's alright I'll pick myself up and it won't be as bad