Hard Pill To Swallow Lyrics

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna be

But I'm better off dead

I don't wanna talk

But I know what I said

Texts go green

Don't leave me on read

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna leave

I'll be better when I'm gone

Gettin' in the shower

And she loading up my songs

The music gettin' louder

When you know what I'm on

I've been up for four days straight man I can't sleep

Working grindin stressin eight straight weeks

Love me on the way down

Imma stay and fuck wit ya til I break down

Did it all in my past life

And if I didn't did it last night

Gettin the cash right

Care a less about the fame

Or the status of my name

Cause in the end our ashes look the same

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna be

But I'm better off dead

I don't wanna talk

But I know what I said

Texts go green

Don't leave me on read

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna leave

I'll be better when I'm gone

Gettin' in the shower

And she loading up my songs

The music gettin' louder

When you know what I'm on

Love me for the weekend

Know the feelings feels deceiving

I'll leave her grieving

I don't wanna be the reason

That she fighting with her demons

Jump off the deep end

Swim in it, til I know I'm good

Been with it since I know I could

Can't tell me a goddamn thang

Leaving red wine stains

Til the whole world flames

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna be

But I'm better off dead

I don't wanna talk

But I know what I said

Texts go green

Don't leave me on read

Stuck inside my head

I don't wanna leave

I'll be better when I'm gone

Gettin' in the shower

And she loading up my songs

The music gettin' louder

When you know what I'm on

The definition of good

I've been fine

I've been tryna unwind

I've been tryna relax my head

Can't say no

But when I say no

I feel so bad instead

Can't go

I know I can't go

Cause I wanna look past the things that you told me

Ain't home

I know I ain't home

Cause the things I own

And the places I've flown can't control me

Stuck in limbo

Stare out the window

Dreaming of things

That we ain't reach yet

On our own

Drunk in the limo

Hang out the window

Bottle of clicquot in each hand

Spiral out control

Oh and you know it

Ain't a thought I ain't had

Driving drunk her boys mad

She ain't home yet

No I can't control it

Hard to cross paths

When you on the same track

Imma

Take it slow back

It's hard to hold back

Pulls out her whole rack

I can't control that

I bought my soul back

Too used to cold facts

I'll never bolt fast

I'll always stroll past