hurts

Too late and I'm singing in my bedroom

Chasing dreams that I can't get now

Too late now I'm singing in my bedroom

Singing in my bedroom, singing in my bedroom

Each night I got to bed hungry for more

When does it stop, what am I fighting for?

Laid all my feelings out onto the floor

They stepped on them, now I feel ignored

But what's the point of living if you do it halfway, yeah (look no disrespect)

But the last way that I'm trying this is your way (the pride got to my head and it)