I'm hungry and I can't sleep

Same thing every week

I'm leaving on Monday morning

And I don't know if I'll be back again

I'm stuck on waking up for free

I hate it, it's everything

I'm leaving on Monday morning

And I don't know if I'll be back again

Oh, we still talk about what happened

Oh

Oh, you can't fix my dislocated elbow by kissing it better

I'll only stick around if you let her

Got nothing new to say

And nowhere to put the pain

Shouting about it is wearing me out

But I don't wanna let you down again

Am I bleeding? Can I put it back?

Am I faking a heart attack?

No one knows better off the fact

That nobody can make it good again

Oh, we still talk about what happened

Oh

It was a beautiful day

Hearts change, some still

Souls, it's fate