I don’t wanna
Be all alone any more
But I can’t seem to pick myself up off the floor
And I don’t wanna
die all alone what a bore
But I can’t seem to pick myself up
Verse
As I grow old, I’m starting to see
that when i am gone
There will be no one to miss me
An empty room, no tears and no laughter
No celebration
Life will go on
Chorus
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong
Every time I try to make a friend
No one seems to stick around
Was it something that I said?
As years go by
I start to bow my head
A vision of the end, alone
No family, no friends
Verse
Never been good at making conversation
Socially awkward, so much hesitation
You’d never know, cause I hide it so well
But deep down inside, I’m going through hell
