Most of the time I don't want to wake up
I don't see a positive thing about breathing
I guess I've just become the definition of a pessimist
So go ahead tell me all the things I should be happy about
I used to have a goddamn reason to be alive
Now I'm losing my mind and wasting everyone's time
I used to be the kindness kid but now I'm just dead inside
This melancholy fever has hit an all-time high
The only antidote isn't coming back
I tried to change but that just feels awful and forced
So I'll be a hopeless romantic choking on his memories