Lonely With My Friends

It cuts me open, but I'm breathing It cuts me open, but I'm breathing I hate that I get lonely when I’m with my friends Standing on the board above the deepest end Well they call me from the shallows and I’m not brave enough to get to them Oh I hate that I get lonely when I'm with my friends It cuts me open, but I'm breathing And I know that I won’t cry 'til I get drunk again And the teardrops all run dry 'til I can drink with them It’s like these English eyes are just not used to them I know that I won’t cry til I get drunk again It cuts me open, but I'm breathing It cuts me open, but I'm breathing And I hate that I still follow you on Instagram Like I need to know you moved with him to San Francisco And I tell myself it’s healthy but I'm Almost wise enough to know I'm lying I hate that I still follow you on Instagram You cut me open, but I'm breathing You cut me open, but I'm breathing You cut me open, but I'm breathing You cut me open, but I'm breathing They cut me open, but I'm breathing I cut me open, but I'm breathing It cuts me open, but I'm breathing It cuts me open, but I'm breathing