It's funny how broken you feel when you're towards the end
You ignore all the signs but you know in your mind and heart it's dead
Trying so hard to be something you're not, you go (?)
Pressure to be perfect, never feel like you're worth it, it's so sad
But now you don't feel it, feel it
They don't wanna believe it, feel it
It's too bad
Tables turn (?)
I don't need it, need it
Here comes (?) messages, a little too late
Saying things you wouldn't say before that tell me I should wait
Yeah our bodies have been buried and I'm still angry, but not inside
All this prеssure to be perfеct, now you've realized our life is such a shame
But now you don't feel it, feel it
They don't wanna believe it, feel it
It's too bad
Tables turn (?)
I don't need it, need it
But now you don't feel it, feel it
They don't wanna believe it, feel it
It's too bad
Tables turn (?)
I don't need it, need it
It's too late
'Cause now I know
It's too late
'Cause now I know
It's too late
'Cause now I know