Текст песни Hurry, Get Up - bedroom

I hate that i'm writing this
But you're falling once again
You never pick yourself back up
And now look you have become stuck
I can't reach for you anymore
Something knocking at my door
We would try and try again
To keep you 'round here my friend
Only God can help me now
I just hope you see these frowns
I was here for you before
But you [?] my heart has sold
[?] it' not the same
But i hope the best for you
But i hope the best for you