歌詞

A smoking gun in the mirror

Can you not care about my appearance or how much money I have in my pocket?

I rehearse the words in a hearse you drive

To an over-crowded place where I don’t feel alright

This is my late 20’s

I think I’m on the edge of breaking apart

Misery loves company

Come on in

And this time It’s really harsh and cruel

Well you’re so good at defining me

Call me whatever you want

But it hurts

It hurts a lot

You know?

Yeah you could take all of the fun out of me

This is my late 20’s

I think I’m on the edge of breaking apart

Misery loves company

Come on in

I kinda wanna die before I turn 30

Now I’m burning in misery

The secret I’ve been holding onto is the guide to my new way of dying

This is my late 20’s

I think I’m on the edge of breaking apart

Misery loves company

Come on in

I kinda wanna die before I turn 30

Now I’m burning in misery

The secret I’ve been holding onto is the guide to my new way of dying