I'm not a visionary, just make selfish decisions, I'm lacking conviction to say what I need to say You can call troubled minds, but I'll call it mine, the years that it took to say That you bring me down, with everyday Cause you're not around, and that's not okay
I'm dying without you Take me back to those early days I'm trying to get through But you're just never listening
And these cycles still destroy me, lying on my bed, lifeless to no end Dead on the ground with old habits to blame I'm done fighting myself for control of my name I'm reaching out my hand, but you won't understand
I'm dying without you Take me back to those early days I'm trying to get through But you're just never listening
I'm not waiting round' for you, not like you'd want me to And all the chances that you blew, I hope they get to you