Talking To Myself

Talking to myself, asking why I'm so weak

Its so frustrating

Looking at myself, wondering why I can't sleep

How exhausting

I take two pills a day, they told me I'm supposed to feel better

But I don't feel a change

I like to be sober, but lately I've been craving something else

To finally hide the pain

And I've found out I'm still so into you

You were the medicine to my depression

And I've found out I'm so in love with you

You're like the songs i listen to feel better

So won't you come back? Come back to me?

Come, come

Come back, come back to me

Come, come