Everything looks stupid today
I can't get out of my own way
I took some time off and I flew to LA
When I landed it started to rain
(who's to say, if I'm)
Tomorrow's not looking that bad
I'll sit and scroll through every memory I have
The train just broke down now I'm crying in a cab
What's the point of even being sad
Who's to say
If I'm right
It's too late
Everything looks beautiful in May
Too bad we're two months out and I'm feeling insane
I took more time off it continued to rain
And every day's feeling the same
And I'm starting to hate my own room
I took more time off my life has started to prune
Locked myself out for the first time since June
I officially don't know what I'm doing
Who's to say
If I'm right
It's too late
I'm out of time
Who's to say
If I'm right
It's too late
