Three in the morning, hoping that you would call
Been eight months, and nothing makes sense at all
My friends say that it's temporary
"Sleep it off, you're overthinking"
It's three in the morning, I'm praying that they're not wrong
I'm hoping that they mean what they say, that it gets better
The storm is getting way too much for me to weather
I feel it in my bones
This can't go for long
I'm crumbling from the pressure
I'm hoping that they mean what they say, it's not forever
I hope that it gets better
I feel it in my bones
This can't go for long
I'm crumbling from the pressure
I'm hoping that they mean what they say, it's not forever
I hope that it gets better
I hope that it gets better
I hope that it gets better
Getting sleep, go on walks, and feel the sun on my skin (on my skin)
Take care of myself and I can finally breathe again (breathe again)
Think I know that this is temporary
Got my doubts, I'm overthinking
Know it gets better, but I'm just wondering when (wondering when)
I'm hoping that they mean what they say, that it gets better (better)
The storm is getting way too much for me to weather (too much for me to weather)
I feel it in my bones
This can't go for long
I'm crumbling from the pressure
I'm hoping that they mean what they say, it's not forever
I hope that it gets better
I hope that it gets better
I hope that it gets better
I hope that it gets better