Better Days

I’m thinking through…
I’m thinking through all these years
Trying to figure out exactly what went wrong
And why I’ve hated myself for this damn long
My friends can tell there’s something up with me
I try to hide my emotions strongly
Lost, alone, tired…
I am without a thing to call my own
So I take me back to the better days
Where I’d not want to run away
And hide from the person I’ve become
I’ve made mistakes that I can’t erase
I’ve burned bridges that one place
I can’t remember where I came from
I’ve given up…
I’ve given up on myself
Spending all my time inside my room alone
Avoiding anyone who tries to call my phone
An empty bottle, a broken heart
I should’ve known right from the start that I would end up feeling
Lost, alone, tired
I am without a thing to call my own
So I take me back to the better days
Where I’d not want to run away
And hide from the person I’ve become
I’ve made mistakes that I can’t erase
I’ve burned bridges that one place
I can’t remember where I came from
(Music)
So I take me back to the better days
Where I’d not want to run away
And hide from the person I’ve become
I’ve made mistakes that I can’t erase
I’ve burned bridges that one place
I can’t remember where I came from [x2]