My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall, it reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad (yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Open up a page, then I start to write
You've been in my brain, an' I see you every night
I still don't get the way you think you always right
An' I told you back in May those feelings, now it's outta sight
I often ignore you out of my mind
I hope my coffin don't collapse 'cause I was writing these lines
Inside feel cold and empty knowing that I'm trapped, but I find
I had some shit to say, and now I feel I finally got time (finally got time)
(Finally got time, finally got time)
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall, it reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Been doing 80 whole they pay me, think it's thanks to Slim
And I been patient while they play me, feeling great, but when
The curtains close, then you rewind it, and they start to ball
I feel reminded of a pain I never wanna cause
I felt inspired, so I tried picking up the pen
Turn the violence into poems over violins
But when it's silent and I get a message full of pain
I feel a cycle that's recurring, burning in my brain
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall, it reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
I played the show a year ago while we was on that tour
I felt a vibe I can't define, we left it on the floor
My heart was racing, left the stage, and went to grab a drink
And everybody started saying all the kindest things
That shit was new, I never knew the feeling we provide
I guess I knew, but never felt it, always felt like I
Was just immune to all the words online they say to me
A thousand voices in one moment started talkin' an' scream
I felt that kid who beat his cancer playing all my shit
I felt that mom who never got to see her son exist
I felt that father who used to play it sleeping for his kids
Suddenly, I hear a quiet voice approach and whisper this
He said he pulled her to the show and was all by himself
He had anxiety's with crowds, but he just had to tell
Me, I'm the reason why he breathing, why he still alive
But he the reason why I keep on writing all these lines
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall, it reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
