[Intro]
Finally found where the good things hide at
It's better late than never, I guess
'Cause there's no point in not filling wasted space
I guess time flies when you stay and wait

[Verse]
Still holding as bitter as I am
Say, "it's for the best" while you're still crying
Trying all the things to make you stay
And not realizing I can't make you change
Nothing together about my act
Act surprised when the thin ice cracks
Carrying all the weight to make you sink
The type of thing to stop and make you think

[Interlude]
Like, please not today
Not this way
I'm anything but blank
But sometimes, I don't want to feel a thing
So when I dream, I won't see your face

[Verse 2]
Think it's here to stay
It's here today
But in a blink
It's gone away
But it's not a waste
It's just not oasis
Not a waste
Just not oasis
[Outro]
(Blank, blank, well, I guess there's nothing else to do, at least nothing productive or self-fulfilling. All you can do is try. Anything besides that is just a waste of your time, and everyone else affected by you. Just do your best, it's the truest cliché. Sometimes I wonder if there's some sort of divine or just moral punishment before death. I wonder if you realize all the things you could have done right when you know it's too late. I don't want to have regrets. I want to die happy like I lived the best I could. I don't want to fight anything. I just want to find peace. I just want to love and be loved and I don't think I'm owed anything. Try not to be selfish, but I'm human. And that's fine as long as I try my best, s, blank, blank, but I'm human and that's fine as long as I try my best.)