It wasn't picture perfect
But I swear to god its worth
And I don't think that I could bury
All the time that you took
Look I know my smiles crooked
But I swear my hearts no wooden
And I don't think that I could move on as easy as I said
As I easy as I

Oh my god, what the fuck
Blood hands filled with cuts
Dirty clothes cover skin
Shaky hands start within

I'm so sick of regrets
I just wanna forget
Wanna forget

Just wanna forget you...

Old friends don't feel the same no more
Cold hands don't feel the pain no more
Dark hair
Not fair
I'll bleach my hair
Like I don't care
Old friends don't feel the same no more
Cold hands don't feel the pain no more
Dark hair
Not fair
I'll bleach my hair
Like I don't care
I just wanna forget you...