nosebleed

I try to keep my own words coming out of my mouth

Because I have a hard time trying to love myself

Yeah, I'm well, so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm feeling lonely, lonely

I don't get me no sleep, no sleep

Just another nosebleed, bone deep

I don't know where to go

Good news, I'm over my ex

I have a good day, she fuck it up with a text

Be my guest, now we arguing she begging for checks

An hour later coming over for sex

I just want me some rest, and to flex but they shorting me pay

If I die when my dad did, then I'm past middle age

I'm running out of time to be on tour on a stage

I think that's the reason I've been awake, and

I really miss the sound of her voice

Until she open her mouth

Now I'm grabbing on my hair and fucking tearing it out

I get embarrassed when her parents ask me what I'm about, because

I pay no attention to the people and nonsense

I'm dying in my dream but really liking the concept

They think they know me but they missing the context

I hope they know my name

I try to keep my own words coming out of my mouth

Because I have a hard time trying to love myself

Yeah, I'm well, so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm feeling lonely, lonely

I don't get me no sleep, no sleep

Just another nosebleed, bone deep

I don't know where to go

I said I want to love myself, but everything is privatized

I ain't been myself since the day that Kobe Bryant died

I saw your dying eyes and I still haven't dried my eyes

I want to compromise because I don't really like goodbyes

But I like hellos, and the fresh air

The feeling that I get when I know a person might care

The absence of regret, no phone and nice chairs

I'm sitting at my desk, and hoping that the gods spare me

I'm just a libra, bitch, its not that deep

I get the team up on their God damn feet

But I feel so weak

I'm never happy I reside in defeat

I really hope I get to living before I die in my seat

Because when I'm dating it could feel like I've been under arrest

That's why I never tie the knot until the day of my death

But when I'm single it could feel like I've been living in doom

That's why I'm living by my lonesome as I stare at the Moon

One more time

I try to keep my own words coming out of my mouth

Because I have a hard time trying to love myself

Yeah, I'm well, so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm so tired of telling people I'm well

I'm feeling lonely, lonely

I don't get me no sleep, no sleep

Just another nosebleed, bone deep

I don't know where to go