And I won't kill myself tonight
'Cause I'm pretty sure that all my friends would miss me
Yeah I think that all my friends would miss me
And I won't take my life tonight
'Cause I'm pretty sure that all my friends would miss me
Yeah I think that all my friends would miss me

Whoa, I don't know
What to do, for some tenants
'Cause she's in a panic
And I could really use a script
But she could lose her face
And the difficulty
I want some spring in my cup dark
Because I drink it with ice
If you could make everything alright

I watch

Dull he's got me down again
He complains into the weekend
And starts all over again
Have you breathing out the window, oh

He told me I can't be sharpened like a knife
Or be as colors are bright
And now I'll decide how I will see the world tonight
He called on
I