Liquor Filled Heart

Why do I always end up here?
Trying to make sense out of a senseless heart
But I have no brain cells to keep me company
I need the warmth they provide, I'll burn myself out
Melancholy is such a subtle sound
I've heard about it many times before, just not as close as now
The message has been read, but I haven't written one yet
We can't use these seeds of greed

A little beep disturbing my noise
I know that word, I know that word
Why would you believe what I tell you
If I'm not here, if I'm not here?

Are you sure you're breathing?
You seem lost, I know cause I am lost too
The cost was too high and the stakes too low
The liquor that ran out my skin still feels cold and ruined
Memories are things I wish I could forget
I've thought about it many times before, just not as much as now
The message has been lost, I just wrote one myself
We can't depend on ourselves

I am a little broken
I am a broken promise
I am a little beep
I am way too deep

We died not far from this Victorian lung
Lived to witness how we fell
We can't depend on ourselves
We can't depend on ourselves