I spent 2/3 of last year angry
Not trying to fix my problems
I spent the last 1/3 going crazy
I still never learned to solve them

And I found out that everybody dies

I bought enough caffeine for a week
Consumed in 30 minutes
You know I have problems with these things
I have many heart palpitations

And I found out that I've been getting old

I thought I was lonely when you were here
I've never been more wrong in my life
Now I hear you falling down
In the kitchen organizing knives

I talk to your picture when I'm by myself
But it don't feel like you're not around
I feel you breathing
But your oxygen tanks are gone

There's cinder blocks on my chest
There's something stuck in my throat
Now I can't breathe but my skin's still pink
Is that the way you had to go?

Is that the way you had to go?

(Did you have to go?)

There’s a method to the madness and a gun up to my head
And a man behind the barrel forcing me to read that script
But a script is what I need for these late night sweats
Stomach aches and migraines, been feeling anxious and depraved
But that script ain't gonna come until I get my next check
Been buying all of these drugs from any friend that has em left
But there's a catch to feeling good and alive up in the night
You tell yourself you're gonna die if your eyes lose that sight

Stuck in the couch so nobody would know?
I miss you more than you would know.

Sometimes you gotta live the bad
If you wanna be happy, you just push through the sad
Sometimes you gotta live the bad
If you wanna progress you understand how things exist inside your head