The Problem With Here Is

[Verse 1]
People choose to suffer when they're suffering
When life is like a video that's buffering
Like a movie frozen on a frame
Your face is all distorted
We're waiting for the scene to change

[Verse 2]
But waiting for solutions is unfeasible
Like hugging what is totally unsqueezable
You can't just wait
For each frustration to pass by overnight
You have to get right up, and look around, and realize
There's still a chance to be alright

[Chorus]
The problem with herе is
There's nothing tying me down
Thе problem with here is
There's no one who can help me out
So I'll rely on me to do the right thing
I get back up, but life keeps fighting
I'm stepping out the door
I don't wanna not feel like me anymore

[Verse 3]
Should I leave a note that says I'll be okay?
A note might feel to final for them anyway
So I'll call them up tomorrow morning
And tell them I'm okay
And that I ran to help me fix myself
And that I didn't run away
Cause maybe what I have is something fixable
Maybe what I'm feeling is explicable
Should I wake up Layla?
No, she'll just convince me not to go

[Chorus]
The problem with here is
There's nothing helping me down
The problem with here is
There's nothing that can help me keep grounded
So I'll rely on me to do the right thing
I get back up, but life keeps fighting
I'm stepping out the door
I don't wanna not feel like me anymore