These days
My eyes are permanently blurred
From the lonely tears,
The constant tears
And the hours I spent staring, waiting
For you to come online

These days
My stomach hurts, and now I don't know why
My cycle's off, I never fall asleep
I can't wake up on time.

These days... you know how some days don't seem real?
Either too good or too lonely to be true.
My life just goes back and forth between them both
And mostly that depends on you.