Well I haven't left my room in weeks
And I don't know what to do with Myself
Motivated by someone else
To hit me back this time
I can't seem to
Run away from anything
I've got nothing left
And I need some help
Walking living breathing like I Know what to do
But I've been in my head since half Past noon
Hyperventilate but can't run fate
Oh I'm a mess of a man
Chalk it up as deadweight
Hold me down
Tell me pull the trigger
I don't got it figured out
That blows go figure
So I drive in circles
Notching the journal
Of an empty man
Tryna break the cycle
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I've never been a fan of goodbyes
But small talk gets the best of me
I saw you this past week you were Sharing what's happening
The same fake sentimental theme
And I hope it hurts, just like it did When you looked back at me
Closing words
Have never meant a thing so I'm Calling cheers
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I'm calling cheers
To another wasted year
Cheers
You really fucked it up this time
I'm calling cheers