[Intro]
I regret growing up now
Is death my answer? I guess I'll find out
Post-traumatic stress disorder
I wish your heart was a little warmer

[Verse 1]
I'll drive this car right off the cliff
Like, I think that you need a ride, I think that you need a lift
I'm mentally ill and I can't read
I'm wishing there's someone out there, just for me
And if there's not, I'll go insane
I start to panic and shit my brain
And if there's not, I'll go insane
I start to panic and shit my brain

[Verse 2]
Run into traffic and end my day
I'm tired of this, so I'll run away
Run into traffic and end my day
I'm tired of this, so I'll run away

[Outro]
And if shooting myself is the only answer
I guess that I'll find out, I guess that I'll find out