oh you Wake up every afternoon And the sun looks like it’s coming down on the wall pretty soon Yeah that winter sky Still got it’s eye on you oh you Can’t sleep Don’t eat Heartbeat asking you and keep's asking
Don’t you think you’ve had enough? Don’t you think you’ve had enough of this hell? They make you fake it like you’re tough Well I know that’s how it goes
And the oil just keeps on spilling While the men behind locked doors make their decisions Without your permission
my old friend’s still dead Goddamn I miss him He still sings me songs and I sing along Like I’m asking yeah i'm asking
Don’t you think you’ve had enough Don’t you think you’ve had enough of this hell? Pretending like your grown up Well I know that’s how it goes I know you know?
so so many problems try try try to stop em
but I say Don’t you think you’ve had enough Don’t you think you’ve had enough of this hell Falling down and getting up I know that’s how it goes You know that’s how it goes! I don’t quite know just how it goes!? Don’t know! Just how it goes