The Last Song

I’m tired of being tired
Is this the last song, that comes after the last song
I’m ready to fall apart
I got the gun in my hand, I’m waiting for the 'go ahead'
Every morning I peel myself out of the bed
Every morning like a Band-Aid
The blood rushes out
Bold bones, brittle skin
Why can’t I break my body or lose my mind
I’m far past stretched thin
I can’t be brave or strong or bold anymore
I’m tired of feeling desperate
Is this the last song, that comes after the last song
Every morning I drag myself out of the door
Every morning like a dead weight
My heart is sinking down
Bold bones, brittle skin
Why can’t I break my body or lose my mind
I’m far past stretched thin
I can’t be brave or strong or bold anymore