things we do

Our life takes place in a box
But I spent all mine in regret
And while we still had some good times
I still think I’m better off gone (oh)

And they say you’re better off than most
But everybody’s problems are their own

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Why do we do the things we do
It don’t make much sense I can’t improve
Farewell to the life that I knew
I’m opening a box that’s brand new

In the night I can’t hold myself (myself)
From the blood that I shed from my hands
Every time I try to open up clean
To my friends and my family (oh)

And they say you’re better off than most
But everybody’s problems are their own
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Why do we do the things we do
It don’t make much sense I can’t improve
Farewell to the life that I knew
I’m opening a box that’s brand new

Don’t wanna end up on my very last day
Just trying to learn from all my mistakes
(No, no, no)
(Oh)