At Least I Try

Oh my
This just doesn’t feel right
I’ve been in this car all God damn night
So high
Smoke until I go cry
You say I’m a mess but at least I try

Oh my
This just doesn’t feel right
I’ve been in this car all God damn night
So high
Smoke until I go cry
You say I’m a mess but at least I try

Oh why does it always feel like I’m a ghost I’m
Floating in and out of all these homes I
Don’t even have one to call my own I’ve
Been on tour for such a fucking long time
Can’t remember what my bedroom looks like
Cause hotel rooms and bnbs are all I
See when I’m away and I don’t know why
I signed up for this until I go live
Talk me out of fighting with myself
Right now I could use some fucking help
I scribble words until I feel myself
Homesick has never felt so fucking swell

Oh my
This just doesn’t feel right
I’ve been in this car all God damn night
So high
Smoke until I go cry
You say I’m a mess but at least I try