i'd prefer an unmarked grave

what's the point of trying

i ask myself when i wake up

i can't ignore the feeling that

i'm doing everything wrong

my plans seems so unstable

i hope they all work out

stumbling

i'm unable

to be sure about anything now

i got nothing good to say

so i'd prefer an unmarked grave

my embarrassing words leave a bitter

taste in my mouth every single day

i got nothing good to say

so i'd prefer an unmarked grave

my embarrassing words leave a bitter

taste in my mouth every single day

i love a few people

i don't think they love me back

know i'm undeserving

i just waste away intact

my halo is dim now

i'm just an outcast

but i never fit in

my happiness bypassed

i got nothing good to say

so i'd prefer an unmarked grave

my embarrassing words leave a bitter

taste in my mouth every single day

i got nothing good to say

so i'd prefer an unmarked grave

my embarrassing words leave a bitter

taste in my mouth every single day