Goodbye

My highs are high

My lows are low

And I don't know which way to go

Everytime you leave this house,

everything falls apart

I can't get myself off the couch

I don't wanna talk to anyone else

Everytime you leave this house,

everything falls apart

I lost my job

I miss my mom

I wish my cat could talk

Everytime you leave this house,

everything falls apart

Well, I don't love you, and I don't hate you

I don't know how I feel

Well, I don't love you, but I don't hate you

I don't know how I feel

I don't know how I feel

I don't know how I feel

And nothing makes me happy

Not even tv or a bunch of weed

Everytime you leave this house,

everything falls apart

And everytime you go away, I feel like I could cry

But I would never really cry because you're the worse at goodbyes

you're the worse at goodbyes

you're the worse at goodbyes

goodbyes, at goodbyes

goodbyes, at goodbyes

goodbyes, at goodbyes