twentyseventeen

is there something wrong with me?
oh there must be
and i think i said it all but did nothing at all
you know how it is

and if there was a button to stop this existence
would you press it?
i think i probably would

'cause i haven't felt this way since
twentyseventeen
and i know that it'll get worse
it's like i'm dying for the hearse
every word i say
leaves me powerless
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry this wasn't permanent
permanent

you let yourself down
you let it slide
you're wondering if you wasted your life
you saw many things
but not this
but not this

and yeah, i know that i failed myself
you don't need to beat me up
inner monologues
to know that she is gone

'cause i haven't felt this way since
twentyseventeen
and i know that it'll get worse
it's like i'm dying for the hearse
every word i say
leaves me powerless
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry this wasn't permanent
permanent

maybe we could have built something together
like a pub or a club in the countryside
you warmed up my heart like a log fire
now where the hell did you go?
where the hell did you go?

'cause i haven't felt this way since
twentyseventeen
and i know that it'll get worse
it's like i'm dying for the hearse
every word i say
leaves me powerless
and i'm sorry
i'm sorry this wasn't permanent