I did 60 in the freeway just to get to your house And you ain't even had no bed, we had to sleep on your couch Can't believe you'd ever told me we'd be better as friends 'Cause I'd go to hell and back for you and do it again (do it again) Spent three hundred on some shoes, so I could feel like somebody But I'm still ridin' by myself 'cause I don't fuck with nobody And now I'm thinkin' and drinkin', you let me fall of the deep end And now I get so fuckin' sad that me and Victor ain't fuckin' speakin' Tables turn and bridges burn, you live your life, and you learn I slit my wrist and pray to God that one day you'll return I know you're sick of me cryin', I know you're sick of me tryin' You know I'm smilin' on the outside, but my insides is dyin' Love is where in life it's changin', nothin' lasts, people change You hate yourself I hate you too, so deep inside we're the same But if I die, I pray to God, you'll remember my name I'm of the drugs, I'm speedin' fast, I'm tryna stay in my lane (stay in my lane) I can't believe I ever try to write a suicide letter It's been a year, I'm still the same, and I ain't doin' much better But I can't help how I'm feelin', I'm tryna deal with my feelings So all I do is get depressed, and sit and stare at the ceilin' That's on my soul