But I'm still here
Sometimes I wonder
Why I'm still waiting Sometimes I'm shaking
That's how you make me
Sometimes I question why I'm still here
Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
emotional swords slash my soul
and now the pain
it takes control i think about u
i think about me
i think about the way that it used to be
i need a bottle
i need some pills
i need a friend
and i need some thrills
a shoulder to cry on
a friend to depend on
when life gets rough