Sorry 'bout the blood, it tends to happen when I spill my guts

Been a whole year but I'm stuck, wishing to bring back everything we lost

Some we loved chose drugs over us

Can't even blame 'em, though—oftentimes I'm unavailable

I could look back on the fondness of memories, editing out all the ugly

But I won't fight anymore for a person who couldn't believe me or trust me

Said it bluntly on songs you'll never listen to

It don't mean that I'm not missing you, fact of the matter is that I still care for you

On god, life has been hard

You're gone and I'm faking as if I moved on

Feels like a limb or an organ is missing, my heart is deformed and it's beating arrhythmically

Not here to sound an alarm, but wherever you are, I wonder if you think of me

God knows that I should change things

I keep doing the same things

God knows that I should change things

I keep doing the same things

Same house, same bed, but we're living separate lives

And when we try to talk it out, it's just like we always fight

I feel like I put in so much and you never put in enough

I know I set my standards high, 'cause that's what you do when you love someone

Used to see you as my equal, we were giving 50/50

Now if I even see you, it seems like you work against me

Doing the same thing over and over expecting a different outcome

You're creating the insanity you're trying to escape from

I remember a time when I didn't see your flaws

It was us against the world, anything, bring it on

Now it's you against yourself, can't rely on you at all

Now it's you against us and I'm stuck here feeling lost

God knows that I should change things

I keep doing the same things

God knows that I should change things

I keep doing the same things