Sad Comfort

You're always tryna fuck me up, I'm always tryna shut you up
You're always saying something in my brain like I'm no better than my father was
And I'll never fall in love And my music sucks and it starts to show
I'm insecure But ill cut the strings, hey
This is our last song No more time for you
My love This is goodbye to you
My love My love
This is goodbye to you My love
I'm sad and I'm comfortable I don't wanna leave my home
Cause every time I do I'm afraid Cause I don't want any communication
I just want isolation I wanna hide myself from the world
Inside my head, a storm is coming And the rain is pouring on up
I think that I won't ever escape the feeling of numb
I don't know why I feel like this all the time
Maybe I'm comfortable being sad and stuck Sublime
Ill cut the strings, hey This is our last song
No more time for you
My love This is goodbye to you
My love My love
This is goodbye to you My love