Every time that I cry I feel fucked up (fucked up)
We get high then I cry and I hide it (fucked up)
There's no point of living anyways
You touch all my scars and skinny waist

Every time that I cried I stayed silent
You are high so am I wanna end it
I don't wanna be here anyway
You think I used you to get away
There's nothing to do here anyways
I want you to touch my pretty legs


Guess it's how it goes (how)
Guess it's how it goes
I can't be adored, I'm always ignored
I have lost control
Don't wanna b alive no more

Guess it's how it goes