Heartbleed
Well you say half of me is missing
Thought you're the other half
Always got my mouth uptight with kissin'
Got my words stuck in my mouth
Seems like I'm always trippin', 'cuz something's got to give
Yeah, I'm sorry if I'm drifting
I don't know how to live
So i'm sorry
For the heartbleed
I don't wanna hurt you but no one can help me
Is it too late?
Have I gone crazed?
I'm sorry I hurt you
That's just how I be
I'm feeling out of place
That's my disguise
But really I'm just two-faced and can't make up my mind
And I'm a dick and I know it
My true colors are showing
And they're angry and hateful
I'm fucking disgraceful
I'm sorry I lash out
It's hard for me sleep
Just wanna drink until I blackout and feel my heart bleed
So I'm sorry for the heartbleed
I don't wanna hurt you but no one can help me
Am I too late?
Looks like I've gone crazed
I'm sorry I hurt you I know why you hate me
Keep swishers like they're narcan
'Cuz lettuce keeps me calm
Let us decide what my horrible thoughts have become
My eyes can't stay steady when i'm driving straight into the sun,
Got my windows down
Push the pedal to the ground
Milk playing through my stereo
Wind whippin' through my hair
In public stop to yell at myself so that everybody stares
I'm fading away cuz the numbness in mind
I'm falling away like there ain't no sunshine
I'm melting away and my chests open wide
I'm slipping away like the marching of time
I don't know
I don't know
So I'm sorry for the heartbleed
I don't wanna hurt you but no one can help me
Is it too late?
I've gone crazed
Please won't you help me?
I don't wanna hate me anymore
So I'm sorry for the heartbleed
I don't wanna hurt you but no one can help me
Is it too late?
I've gone crazed
Please won't you help me?
I don't wanna hate me anymore
I'm fading away cuz the numbness in mind
I'm falling away like there ain't no sunshine
I'm melting away and my chests open wide
I'm slipping away like the marching of time
Slipping away like the marching of time
Slipping away like the marching of time
Slipping away like the marching of time