cry yourself to sleep Lyrics

Are doing better now?

Now that I'm not in your life

Or do you cry yourself to sleep and wish that I could hold you tight

I'm doing awful by the way

I don't know what else to say

This fucking bottle isn't helping baby

Neither is your face

I don't want to live quite frankly

I don't want to feel this anguish

Another pill up in the bottle I'm faded

I can't read your mind I'm saying

Didn't know how sad you were

You don't know how bad this hurts

Couldn't even find the words

To tell that this isn't working out

I'm geeked up falling back into bad habits

And I hate myself more than I manage

And I blame myself bae I'm so damaged

I don't want to lie but I wish that we could backtrack it

Going 95 on the freeway speeding

Fucked up trying to fight these demons

What am I supposed to do when you say you're leaving

When you say you're leaving

Yeah I just smoke and reminisce

About conversations in my whip

And winter nights inside your room

Yeah I still taste you on my lips

Just leave me here and let me bleed

I couldn't give you what you needed

Baby, I'm a mess but you seem like you're doing fine to me

Are doing better now?

Now that I'm not in your life

Or do you cry yourself to sleep and wish that I could hold you tight

I'm doing awful by the way

I don't know what else to say

This fucking bottle isn't helping baby

Neither is your face

Oh girl I'm sorry that I'm not enough

I really tried my best

To be there when you needed me and hold you in your bed

I'm doing awful by the way

Kept your letter just in case

Your fucking words just make me hate myself

I wish that I could change

I couldn't

Imagine

Like how'd I let this happen?

From 80s out in Aspen

Now I'm crying on the canvas

Thought I saw you yesterday

'Cause only you could cure this pain

I'm all alone inside my room

But what's it matter anyway

I still feel you on my skin

I couldn't tell you what I'm thinking

Baby, I'm a wreck but you seem like you're doing fine again

Are doing better now?

Now that I'm not in your life

Or do you cry yourself to sleep and wish that I could hold you tight

I'm doing awful by the way

I don't know what else to say

This fucking bottle isn't helping baby

Neither is your face

Oh girl I'm sorry that I'm not enough

I really tried my best

To be there when you needed me and hold you in your bed

I'm doing awful by the way

Kept your letter just in case

Your fucking words just make me hate myself

I wish that I could change