[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
           
 I thought I h


ad something
             
And that's the

              
 same as havin

   
g something
              
I get mad at n


othing
              
Blame my dad f

    
or something
           
I pull no punc

hes, then feel

 bad for month

s
           
Mm, thought I 

     
was raised bet

ter
          
Tried to fake 

better
           
Tried to blame

#
 weather
       
And escape bet

ter
             
Hope the skin 

              
heals where th

   
e pain enters


[Pre-Chorus]
           
Oh, but I fina

         
lly got sewed 

up
             
I set a time, 

         
then I showed 

up
              
And, now, the 

           
weight of the 

             
world ain't so

  
 bad, mm, mm


[Chorus]
          
I saw the еnd,

             
 it looked jus

              
t like the mid

  
dlе
           
I got a paper 

             
and pen and a 

 
page with no s

pace
              
I filled the h

          
ole in my head

             
 with prescrip

          
tion medicatio

n
           
Then forgot ho

       
w to cry
       
Who am I to co

mplain?


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
           
 And now the p


ain's differen

t
             
It still exist

           
s, it just esc

apes different
           
And evades vis

              
ion, makes the

  
 rain differen

t
           
Makes the news

 boring, and m

y rage distant
          
Yes, I'm young

 and living dr

eams
             
 In love with 

 
being noticed
       
And afraid of 

being seen
    
But I can fina

lly eat
    
And I can fall

 asleep
      
It's fine, fin

e, fine


[Pre-Chorus]
           
I finally got 

 
sewed up
             
I set a time, 

         
then I showed 

up
              
And, now, the 

           
weight of the 

             
world ain't th

    
at bad


[Chorus]
           
Well, I saw th

             
e end, it look

             
ed just like t

        
he middle
           
I got a paper 

             
and pen and a 

 
page with no s

pace
              
I filled the h

          
ole in my head

             
 with prescrip

          
tion medicatio

n
           
Then forgot ho

       
w to cry
             
Who am I, who 

             
am I to compla

#            
in?


[Post-Chorus]
           
To complain

         

    
            
Ooh, ooh-ooh

    
        
To complain


[Outro]
          
I saw the end,

             
 it looked jus

              
t like the mid

  
dle
           
I got a paper 

             
and pen but I 

 
can't feel the

 pain
              
I filled the h

          
ole in my head

             
 with prescrip

          
tion medicatio

n
           
Then forgot ho

       
w to cry
       
Who am I to co

mplain?