Eyes speak louder than words, cuz my voice won't
I can't speak cuz I'm holding my breath though
Holding it in, so I don't break down
I try hard, but we know it's one way
All my words seem wrong and twisted
I can't seem to understand this
I wish I could go out more
And I already lost my grandpa
I would be myself if I wasn't so depressed
And it doesn't fucking help that I be drinking and smoking
And consciously trying to get away from this omen
Can you send somebody to help me
So it seems, my confidence is shot
I know it wasn't a lot, but
I speak louder words, cuz my voice won't
I can't speak cuz I'm holding my breath though
Holding it in, so I don't break down
I try hard, but we know it's one way
All my words seem wrong and twisted
I can't seem to understand this
I'm really hoping for someone to love me
I ain't happy, I'm really fucking lonely
I'm in my room telling myself there's nothing I can do
And life's starting to feel like nothing
Like a routine that they can't get enough of
I'm sorry that I got fucked up and told you that I love you
If it means anything at all
I know I didn't believe it
But I could sort of see it
WRITERS
Charles Rapaport, Doran Fogle, Hannah Khanshali, Kijani Gaulman, William Olenich