Don't tell me that you still care
And that I'll always be special
'Cause those words don't mean a damn thing
And I hate that I'm still up
Drunk as fuck
4:00 a.m., writing this damn song
But I guess I'm okay not being okay
Give it time and I'll soon move on
Hell, maybe Iโm right, maybe Iโm wrong,
Finding out why shouldnโt take this long
Easier said than done, I guess
Iโm a little bit harder to love than the rest