Lyrics Nothing Lasts Forever - Blessed

Well, I guess It's just another day that I feel the same
Sick of always feeling this way
Well, I hold my breath and I hope for the best
Yeah, I hope for the best
Think I might stay home, skip out on the function
I'm in my head, I ain't feeling a hundred
Always feeling anxious, think these pillies doing something to me
Lying down in the back seat and I'm trying to sleep

Tell me all your secrets, yeah, tell me all your lies
Tell me where you've been, I just wanna feel alright
Tell me all your secrets, yeah, tell me all your lies
Tell me where you've been, I just wanna feel alright

Pull up and you're tryna get with all my friends
And you're acting like I'm dead and I just don't care
And you're telling all your girls that I'm just a trend
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah

You used to call me when you couldn't fall asleep and
I used to come around at night without a reason
And now you only ever see me on the weekend
And so I know you think I'm going off the deep end, depends
What you call too fast, too far
Rather see stars than question marks
Thank God it's always after dark
When we go home in separate cars
'Cause I don't really wanna know whose guest you are

Pull up and you're tryna get with all my friends
And you're acting like I'm dead and I just don't care
And you're telling all your girls that I'm just a trend
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah

Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah
Yeah, I fucked it up again, yeah
Yeah, I fucked it up again, yeah
Yeah, I fucked it up again, yeah
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah

Pull up and you're tryna get with all my friends
And you're acting like I'm dead and I just don't care
And you're telling all your girls that I'm just a trend
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah

And I don't wanna know
All the little lies we never told
Hiding all the secrets we'd never show
I'm over it, excuses are getting old

Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah
Say it with your chest, yeah, I fucked up again, yeah