Rip me apart at the seams

Im dying to feel something other than the pain from my screaming

Anything to break from this feeling

I'll die young, broke, alone 'cause it's all my head tells me

I'm done

(If you give me a reason to keep standing here

I'll stop asking God for help because he clearly doesn't care)

What's done is, what's done is done

What's done is, what's done is done

What's done is, what's done is done

What's done is, what's done is done

I hate the way I look, the way I think, the way I fake

Every ounce of security it's too much to fucking take

I'm tired of every night awake, am I too lost to be saved?

The only rest I'll ever see is six feet in my grave

What's done is, what's done is done

What's done is, what's done is done

I'm hoping one of these days I can measure up

But I'm so sick of myself I can't get enough

Dabs and liquor keep my mind at bay but this time I'm losing control

I love it when I feel like shit 'cause it's the only thing that makes me feel at home

Give me a reason not to step off the ledge

'Cause I'm done killing myself to live