And every day she loves to make me see I'm wrong And every day it makes me cold, she can see my flaws And every day she loves to break down my walls And as if I've done anything bad enough to forgive (yeah) And I'm basically dead this way (yeah) So what is there left for now? If my sky is always gray And I'm drowning in despair, don't know how Hoping these feelings will go away And it's all coming down on me The endless weight is crushing With all the pressure that I feel Oh, It's a burden that I feel too real I'm basically dead this way (yeah) So what is there left for now? If my sky is always gray I'm drowning in despair, don't know how Hoping these feelings will go away