Still Feel Like Shit

Grey skies, November mist

I’ve never hated winter like this

I could deal with one rejection

But it’s been one too many

 

If I wear my green sweater

Won’t I feel just a little better

When I’m laying on the couch

can I become one with the house

 

“It’s not your fault

you did everything you could”

but when’s it gonna hit

I still feel like

 

Stuck again in my head

how did I end up like this

a crying mess on the bedroom floor

déjà vu, have I been here before

 

“It’s not your fault

you did everything you could”

but when’s it gonna hit

I still feel like

 

On and on and on and on

caught in a circle, endless spinning

Round and round and round it goes

tell me oh, tell me when will I be winning?

 

On and on and on and on

caught in a circle, endless spinning

Round and round and round it goes

tell me oh, tell me when will I be winning?

 

“It’s not your fault

you did everything you could”

but when’s it gonna hit

I still feel like

Shit