You found yourself in a spot so low
It seemed there was nowhere else to go
I hope you're in a happier place
Where all the things that you couldn't say
Aren't worth saying
But I wish you could've said
Hands up I need help I'm in some trouble
I think I'm seeing clearly
But I know that I'm muddled
I don't know where to go
And I don't know which way to turn
It's turning out to be a mess
And I'm too old to learn
And I don't know where to look, I don't know how to heal
Everything that's happening just doesn't seem real
I've tried all I can perhaps it's not enough
I know it's been bad before but never this rough
Should I start again?
Now that would be hard
The hand I've been dealt
Is from a fixed pack of cards
Facing one direction
The fickle finger of pain
Always pointing at me
And I'm so ashamed
And I don't like who I am I don't like how I feel
I don't like where it's leading to, the whole thing's a bad deal
I've tried all I can perhaps that's not enough
I'm getting out of here if you don't like it
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
But for what it's worth
There'll be no blame soon
I'm going to leave
I'm leaving