I Replied To Tyler With Three Blue Cars

I can't remember me calling you sober
I wish that I would have asked you to come over
I must have blacked out again
That's how it's always been

Why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling?
Yeah, I'm struggling

My breath smells like I've been getting high again
I wish you could have seen me not passed out on the carpet
While I was unconscious
Please order my coffin
I don't think I'll wake up
I don't want to wake up
And see anything that looks better off than me
I'll fill both my lungs with smoke just so I can not breathe
And I'll take another pill
Yeah, I'll swallow it down
Throw myself into the river
Watch me fucking drown

Why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling?
Personality replaced with internal conflict
Asking, why can't I see myself doing anything but struggling?
Yeah, I'm struggling
Yeah, I'm struggling, struggling

I can't remember you calling me sober
I wish that you would have asked me to come over
You must have blacked out again
Thoughts of a sober friend