Don’t Make Me Play Bocelli

My head weighs heavy, 'cause I keep on forgetting
To regret all the fucked up things I did
Head down I’m silent
You’re screaming but I can’t make out the words
Are we living the dream yet?
Are we living at all?

Filthy habits on repeat
In the dark room where we used to sleep

And I’m not moving on
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
And you are the reason I’m so hard on myself

Tell me what’s the point of being anything?
Still holding on to the past
Still restless, still full of doubt
Should’ve let go of my grudges, been holding on way too tight
But I got older, I turned grey

Filthy habits on repeat
In the dark room where we used to sleep

And I’m not moving on
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
And you are the reason I’m so hard on myself

Who’s gonna miss you when you’re gone?
Now I’m moving on
Who’s gonna miss you?
You were the reason I’m so hard on myself