good grief

It was simple really

We forgot roots and things fell apart, no i can see it clearly

It was ugly it was dark

It was beauty, it was super pretty

And these days been the worst cause these days I can't feel my feelings

So what's the use in trying what's the point in getting up

What's the point in getting over things, what's the point in saying it was done

What's the point of calling quits, Don't you know that calling quits is no fun

It's been too long, I should know by now that the worst has only yet to come

Cause when it's all said and done, all I say is

Good grief

What's the point in living through it, what's the point in being me