S Not A Problem
Another forced out smile
Another stupid story
Breakfast in the bathroom
I can’t do this one more day
What’s in my back pocket
What happened to my face
Some years I cant remember
They don’t seem so far away
Putting on my headphones
Walking down the stairs
I thought I might be dying
But it’s just too hard to change
Don’t think about the next day now
its all that I can bear
Cant see how we do it
It’s not a problem
It’s not fair
There’s so much more to tell you;
All the bad things that I've done today
And then again tomorrow
But I swallowed it away
And I just kept on drinking
I wasn’t even talking
I surely wasn’t making
any sense at all
