Roy's Our Boy

You know where I hide my keys

On my front porch (to my front door)

I'm passed out on my trampoline

Just wishing things were like they were before

Happiness became a chore

Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow

And you're just a failure if you move back home

I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone

I'm so alone, I'm so alone

Just look at the dead leaves crumbling beneath our feet

And that first semester wasn't good for me

I get nervous so I bite the sides of my cheeks

I won't notice 'til my mouth begins to bleed

Well, you know where I hide my keys

On my front porch (to my front door)

I'm passed out on my trampoline

Just wishing things were like they were before

Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow

And you're just a failure if you move back home

I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone

I'm so alone, I'm so alone

Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow

And you're just a failure if you move back home

I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone

I'm so alone, I'm so alone