I'm so done With it all This simple sounds Yet to be found And I am fucked It's no fun Anymore There's nothing left But a cloudy head And a smoking gun I've been ready for so much more What's it for This feeling isn't what I thought it was It fills my head with this funk yeah sure But it ain't the cure Cuz we're still losing part of us It's so hard To give it up But I refuse to Let it choose When I am fine There's more love Left to be found So I will chase it till I'm 6 feet in the ground I've been ready for so much more What's it for This feeling isn't what I thought it was It fills my head with this funk yeah sure But it ain't the cure Cuz we're still losing part of us I thought I could keep running Folding feelings in the back of my head I choose to stop this dumb dance Gonna try to unmake this bed I'm so done With it all This simple sounds Yet to be found And I am fucked It's no fun Anymore There's nothing left But a cloudy head And a smoking gun I've been ready for so much more What's it for This feeling isn't what I thought it was It fills my head with this funk Yeah sure but it ain't the cure Cuz we're still losing a part of us