Living in the fear of missing out on a Friday night
When you're drinking a craft beer on an empty stomach
Hoping you don't pass out
I'll try my best not to cry about staying home tonight

Can't help but feel trapped when everywhere I go
I'm followed by a walking reminder of mistakes I made two years ago
Can't help but feel sad when thinking 'bout this dismal way of life
Locked in a concrete box thinking "this is how I'll die"

I'm fucking tired now
I need to go to sleep
I've been running on empty for 3 weeks
My time is getting short and I don't think I can support my heavy head as my body's falling weak

Don't know how to escape
My brain's caught in this self-destructive slump
No exit 'til my crazy little heart is all smashed up
I have no right to bitch about this shitty hand that I've been dealt
Or ask for pity 'cause I do it to myself

I'm fucking tired now
I need to go to sleep
I've been running on empty for 3 weeks
My time is getting short and I don't think I can support my heavy head as my body's falling weak

No way to stop feeling
Trapped on Love Island once again
All I want is to sleep in
But now it's time to shape up and play pretend

Mixed signals coming out of my mouth
Now you're having your doubts
It's all heading south
I blew it all 'cause I caved in again
I blew it all now I've lost a friend