Here we are again, you and me
While i lay here fighting my anxiety
It seems no matter what i do or how i try to be
Nothing ever really works out for me
I'm just trying to live, to survive
But what's the point without someone to share my life
It's always gonna be how it is I see
No matter what I do, everybody leaves
I have to fight this feeling off every single day
That everyone will be gone when it's my turn to stay.
I hate it so much, but it burns in my mind
God, please let it work out this time
I'm a broken man, and my hopes aren't up
But i still have faith to pray to God above.
I'm so tired of being alone because all I see
Is every bit, the most worthless version of me