Weeping Like the Willow

I can smell the crappiness piece together my day
so I pose my self some questions, sleeps gonna get me into shape

I got my head buried in the pillow
ya know I got my head in the pillow
ya know I got my head buried in the pillow
so low
pray for it to go away

It's hard to shake your hand and friendship
when your hand it's hard to find
so I'm hoping for the opportunity to shake it another time
I sit here weeping like the willow
Ya know I'm weeping the willow
ya know weeping like the willow

Growing in the cold, alone
cold, alone
in the cold, alone