I got pain from my waist up
And I'll wake up and I'll take drugs
And I say stuff that I make up, like I hate love
And I hate that I can't lie, couldn't hate you if I tried
It'll suck for a week, then hurt more on a weekend
When I go out, see your friends
And I don't know what to tell 'em
I can't lie, couldn't hate you if I tried
I'm coming around to see ya
Coming around to leave ya
What is the point of hoping
When it's already broken?
It hurts to let you go but it's worse to hold on
But I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
Said I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
When you're gone
Said I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
You gave me just eighty
When I needed a hundred percent of you lately
It's obvious you don't even try
You don't even try
I'm coming around to see ya
Coming around to leave ya
What is the point of hoping
When it's already broken?
It hurts to let you go but it's worse to hold on
But I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
Said I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
When you're gone
Said I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
Said I know that I'll be better
When you're gone
