HamishMacbeth

I’m fucked up, end of the noose, back of the line.
I feel sick when I think of the life I left behind.
And yeah, it’s really quite more painful than it sounds.
You barely gave a fuck before my body hit the ground.
I’m heavy with the weight of missing you, my dear,
And I would tell you how but you’re too far away to hear.
That this was the worst day,
Cause this was the first day that you’re gone

I built you up so high,
Your head was in the clouds
Too bad you didn't look down
And no matter how mush you claim
I mean to you as a friend or whatever I am to you
Sometimes you just fuck up and can't go back

I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
I came in here alone
Came in here alone
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore