Coffee

I found a note that an old friend had left me,
saying I hope this music works.
I blame the last 8 years of my life,
on the fact that I put that first

I've been meaning to start eating breakfast, n' stop sleeping in all day
I just cant find enough motivation, to stop living life this way

Over time well I fallen to pieces, pick myself up again
I'm not sure how much more these old knees of mine can take,
before they got not more resilience to bend.

I've been holding on so tightly, and I've been singing out 'love come find me'
and the cracks in my skin let the darkness in to my soul,
I don't do well on my own.

It's a strange old life that we live,
eating badly and staying up late.
and I've built up this habit of expecting the worst
and hoping good things will come my way.

I've been meaning to stop drinking coffee and start looking out for myself,
but when everyone else is as deep in as me,
well it's harder than hell to get help

I've been holding on so tightly, and I've been singing out 'love come find me'
and the cracks in my skin let the darkness in to my soul

I don't do well on my own,
I don't do well on my own.

Well the cracks in my skin let the darkness in, to my soul
oooh, I don't do well on my own.

I don't do well on my own, nooooo.