Contron i ll stop getting fucked up if that means i get my life back

You were lost and found
You hit the ground without a sound
Were you ashamed to
And the saddest parts
I've done it myself many times
I really don't blame you
The grass is green
And your machine is still pristine
The skies the same blue
So let's quit while we're ahead
I rest my head upon this bed
Pretend to hate you
So let's quit while we're ahead
I rest my head upon this bed
Pretend to hate you
So let's quit while we're ahead
I rest my head upon this bed
Pretend to hate you
So let's quit while we're ahead
I rest my head upon this bed
Pretend to hate you