I'm struggling to hold on to, what I said to you.
My visions going black, I'm having a heart attack.
Cuz life just ain't the same, since I had to explain

All my indiscretions, my insecurities.

It's gotten the best of me.


Chorus:


I'm a joke, you're a fake, we don't have what it takes

Verse 2:


I feel tired, I feel bored, much too young to feel so $#&@ing old.
The nights are getting longer, the drinks are getting stronger.

We'll never find what we're really after.

It's gotten the best of me.


Chorus


Im tired of making this world think I care.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm going nowhere.


x2 chorus