I had nothing to write about

I had nothing to scream about

Honestly I was pretty content

But the thought of you just filled my head so

Now I'm fucked

Fresh out of good luck

Now I'm stuck

In a never ending cycle of bad luck

I'd rather jump off a bridge

Than write another song about you

But it's all I could do to cope

So I guess it's off the edge I go

Call it hypocritical

I call it pitiful

That you still cross my mind

When I've got so much better in my life

Disappear then come back

So fast just like that

Act like you were always there but we both know you never really cared so

Save it for the grave

And confess your sins

Remember guilt will always win the battle within

I'd rather jump off a bridge

Than write another song about you

But it's all I could do to cope

So I guess it's off the edge I go

Call it hypocritical

I call it pitiful

That you still cross my mind

When I've got so much better in my life

It's all I could do to cope

It's all I could do to cope

It's all I could do to cope

I'm gonna cope with this

I'd rather jump off a bridge

Than write another song about you

But it's all I could do to cope

So I guess it's off the edge I go

Call it hypocritical

I call it pitiful

That you still cross my mind

When I've got so much better in my life

Disappear then come back

Disappear then come back

Act like you were always there

We both know you never really cared

Act like you were always there but we both know you never really never really

Act like you were always there but we both know you never really never really cared