| It’s been one of those days |
| Counting down the seconds 'til I can just go to sleep |
| Forget my whole existence 'cause everything’s wrong |
| Nothing goes right, I’m done (I'm done) |
| Whenever I say it couldn’t get worse, it does (It does) |
| Had enough now the hope feels hollow |
| Try to run but my demons follow |
| Feels like I’m always fallin' |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Somebody better read my vitals |
| I’m getting close to suicidal |
| Life don’t run out of problems |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Sick of holding on, sick of holding on |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Sick of being strong, sick of being strong |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| It’s been one of those nights |
| Of staring at the ceiling wondering why I’m alive |
| Been praying God might save me 'cause nobody cares |
| And nobody’s there when I call (I call) |
| Fighting off thoughts that say I should end it all (End it all) |
| Had enough now the hope feels hollow |
| Try to run but my demons follow |
| Feels like I’m always fallin' |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Somebody better read my vitals, I’m getting close to suicidal |
| Life don’t run out of problems |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| My breaking point, so far behind |
| My limit’s in the rearview, I’ve crossed every line |
| A thousand times I should have died |
| How much can one heart take, how am I still alive? (Am I still alive?) |
| Had enough now the hope feels hollow |
| Try to run but my demons follow |
| Feels like I’m always fallin' |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Somebody better read my vitals |
| I’m getting close to suicidal |
| Life don’t run out of problems |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Sick of holding on, sick of holding on |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| Sick of being strong, sick of being strong |
| When will I hit rock-bottom? |
| It’s been one of those nights |
| Of staring at the ceiling wondering why I’m alive |