I Replied to Tyler with Three Blue Cars

I can't remember me calling you sober I wish that I would have asked you to come over I must have blacked out again That's how it's always been Why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling? Yeah, I'm struggling My breath smells like I've been getting high again I wish you could have seen me not passed out on the carpet While I was unconscious Please order my coffin I don't think I'll wake up I don't want to wake up And see anything that looks better off than me I'll fill both my lungs with smoke just so I can not breathe And I'll take another pill Yeah, I'll swallow it down Throw myself into the river And watch me fucking drown Why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling? Personality replaced with internal conflict Asking, why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling? Yeah, I'm struggling Yeah, I'm struggling, struggling I can't remember you calling me sober I wish that you would have asked me to come over You must have blacked out again Thoughts of a sober friend