I’m barley holding on

I smelt your cologne in the store today,  
An instant reminder that you were never going to stay.
I don’t remember things ever being this way.  
 
You got me fucked up  
And now I am trippin.  
I hear that the alcohol you have been sippin on,  
Hasn’t worked out the way that you thought it would.  
 
All of those lonely nights,  
You wish I was by your side  
Alone in your bed,  
With thoughts in your head.  
How does it feel to regret what you said.  
 
I would be lying  
If i said I moved on.  
I would start crying  
If you said to be strong.  
 
The truth is that I’m barley holding on.