And every day she loves to make me see I'm wrong
And every day it makes me cold, she can see my flaws
And every day she loves to break down my walls
And as if I've done anything bad enough to forgive (yeah)
And I'm basically dead this way (yeah)

So what is there left for now?
If my sky is always gray
And I'm drowning in despair, don't know how
Hoping these feelings will go away

And it's all coming down on me
The endless weight is crushing
With all the pressure that I feel
Oh, It's a burden that I feel too real
I'm basically dead this way (yeah)

So what is there left for now?
If my sky is always gray
I'm drowning in despair, don't know how
Hoping these feelings will go away