Nothing like WebMD at 3 AM

To confirm I'm not alright

Lying in my bed still fully clothed

Too weak to get the light

But I'm not going down without a fight

So I'll text Liv that I'm alright

Just a little shaken up

A little caught up in my head

Less scared of death than I am of god

A little too afraid of your knowing nod

One that tells me that things might

Not just work out on their own

And I feel it slip from my sweaty hands

The intrinsic value of my social plans

I just gotta get up and go

I don't want to be alone

Sometimes I wish it wasn't so hard to just pick up the phone

But it'll be alright

Or at least it'll have to be

'Cause I'm running out of options

And my body's getting weak

And it's never going away

I still feel it in my chest

I'm sick of learning things the hard way

Some days it's just so hard to be

And as I retrace ma steps back to 8th

I think of that same look that was on your face

One that told me I might be

In this for the long haul

And we know it now like we knew it then

It's not an argument of break or bend

It's just a little darker than that

Yeah just a little more macabre

And lately, I don't have much to say at all

But it'll be alright

Or at least it'll have to be

'Cause I'm running out of options

And my body's getting weak

And it's never going away

I still feel it in my chest

I'm sick of learning things the hard way

Some days it's just so hard to be

So take your bets, and do it fast

'Cause time's running short

And there's no promise that

When tomorrow comes

I'll be drawing breath

If I'm being honest

But it'll be alright

Or at least it'll have to be

'Cause I'm running out of options

And my body's getting weak

And it's never going away

(So take your bets)

I still feel it in my chest

(And do it fast)

I'm sick of learning things the hard way

('Cause time's running short)

Some days it's just so hard to be

(It always is)