Home alone cause I got no friends
I scream into the morning
Like it better do my own thing
Until I reach the weekend
Too much time to tell my self the wrong things
Fuck around with all my darkest feelings
Outside myself see everything I'm missing
But don't you love the weekend?
Is this just as good as it gets?
Is this just as good as it gets?
Hate waking up to myself again
This girl is just a loose end
Want to feel like so much more than
When they say I'm only teething
And you don't understand cause nor do I
But this isn't the real life
I've got nothing to love keep reaching above me high
But don't you love the dreaming?
Don't you love it?
Is this just as good as it gets?
Is this just as good as it gets?
Cry too much
Lie too much
Living in my head too much
Too much for me
Cry too much
Lie too much
Don't really care if I die too much
Too much for me
We get by, we are okay
Sleeping in our old place
The nights that we spent
Playing deep in our heads
Loose happy in hallways
And madness in door frames
Is that all there is?
Is that all there is?
Is this just as good as it gets?
(We sit in hell but we dream of heaven)
Is this just as good as it gets?
(We sit in hell but we dream of heaven)
Is this just as good as it gets?
(We sit in hell but we dream of heaven)
Is this just as good as it gets?
(But we dream of Heaven)
(But we dream of Heaven)
