Can't Be Planned Lyrics

Sitting in the truck

Thinking my life's really fucked

Did I throw it in the gutter or just get bad luck

I don't know but I'm feeling like I'm dying

Maybe I should just quit trying

I'm on a trip 24/7 crying

But I was the one that was lying

So my girl done left me

Cuz I was so unhealthy

A stupid piece of shit

The opposite of friendly

Now I'm real unsteady

Heart is feeling fucking heavy

Probably just should fucking end me

But I'm out in Canada stressing

Fucking fishing with the family

I cannot be edgy, but my head is messy

But my head is messy

Catch me rowing slow

Trolling in the boat

Got them highs and lows

And I just wanna pack my shit

And go home

Well if I can't catch this fish

God damn I be damned

But sometimes life just

Can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Well if I can't catch this fish

God damn I be damned

But sometimes life just

Can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

I wish I could be there for you

But you don't want me to pull through

So I'm living with a heart that aches

When I'm anxious I get the shakes

I sit down and tell myself I'm safe

If I break down, it's far too late

I'm living alone in my brain

Wish you were here

But you said fuck the pain

Pain

Well if I can't catch this fish

God damn I be damned

But sometimes life just

Can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Well if I can't catch this fish

God damn I be damned

But sometimes life just

Can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Life can't be planned no

Making ratatouille

Like I'm in the movie

I'm looking for some love

While the coffee brewing

I'm chilling with the fish

With a bag that's Louis

Shout out to my ex

I wish she never knew me

See now she's better off

Just like a Molotov

She's soon to blow

Just like I did

Then hit the rock

Rock bottom

I'm fishing with a few problems

What the fuck you know

Bout heart break and vacation balling

See now I'm fucking sobbing

Tryna be at peace but you fucking Robin

See I don't need to seize, just need a coffin

And to fucking breathe some fresh air

But it's hard to be right fucking here, yeah