My regrets look just like text I shouldn't send
And I got neighbors, they're more like strangers
We could be friends
I just need a way out of my head
I'll do anything for a way out
Of my head
In my own way, I feel like living
Some alternate reality
And I was drowning, but now I'm swimming
Through stressful waters to relief
Oh, the things I'd do
To spend a little time in hell
And what I won't tell you
I prolly never even tell myself
And don't you know that sunshine don't feel right
When you inside all day
I wish it was nice out, but it looked like rain
Grey skies and I'm drifting, not living forever
They told me it only gets better
My regrets look just like text I shouldn't send
And I got neighbor's, they more like strangers
We could be friends
I just need a way out of my head
I'll do anything for a way out
Of my head
Writer(s): Jon Brion, Malcolm James Mccormick, Jeffrey Gitelman
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