surgery Lyrics

Surgery on my wrist like I'm a doctor

I was counting days down, I don't wanna talk much

Got a little bad this time, I might need a stitch up

So this is what it's like when you give up

If only the execution was clean

There'd be no reason to keep bleach

As of today I'm switching my world up

As of tonight I'll be regretting tomorrow

And by tomorrow I'll jump out the window

Hitting it head first because life isn't borrowed

Sixteen stories of apologies

Dead hands writing your eulogy

Cold heart still beating

And beating

And beating

And beating

Surgery on my wrist like I'm a doctor

I was counting days down, I don't wanna talk much

Got a little bad this time, I might need a stitch up

So this is what it's like when you give up