I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I suck, I suck
Yeah you do!
Tomorrow seems to seep into the edge of nothing
(A blueish tint and faded vision, hey!)
Aimless eyes are searching for a better something
(But it's okay, it's indecision)
Pockets full of lilacs that I picked, so pointless
(The violet-scented clouded visions)
Creeping up, the feelings that it’s all for nothing
(It's okay, it's indecision)
Honestly it's
Hard to know what you're thinking
Goddamn, give up
It's no fun when you're leaving
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, but repetitive
Uncertainty, we chase ghosts, indifferent
Honestly it's
Hard to know what you're thinking
Goddamn, give up
It's no fun when you're leaving
