 I'm out of luck, maybe all of it's bad I'm not sure why we broke up, it was the best that I had They say it's all for the best, I think your fate is a lie But now my hair is a mess and you're a little bit high Should've given it a chance, is it ever enough? No more blood on your hands, no more f***ing it up Going out of my head, all the tears that I've bled And what you said has got me hanging on I can't help but walk through your landmines Dead feet are now growing out of me