Here/Now

Getting myself in too deep

I'm tripping over my own two feet

Trying to be a better friend

Just wishing this would just fucking end

Hurt myself for someone else

We knew that this would never end well

People think I'm always happy

I'm getting angry at being angry

Maybe I've done wrong

Maybe I was naive all along

Friendship is a fine line

Especially when you're never wrong

I'm only young but I'm old enough

To know that being content is giving up

I'm fuckin' hungry, I want it all

But the higher you climb, the farther you fall

I call my old friends and reminisce

About getting drunk and the times we missed

Sometimes I look back instead of forward

Scared of the future and scared of boredom

Maybe I've done wrong

Maybe I was naive all along

Friendship is a fine line

Especially when you're never wrong

Where are my friends, and are they happy?

Does anyone even fucking like me?

Where are my friends, and are they happy?

Does anyone even fucking like me?

Where are my friends, and are they happy?

Does anyone even fucking like me?

Questioning the definition of living

This was easier when we were sixteen

It's easier just to let it go

Than to risk it all, and go it alone

Maybe I've done wrong

Maybe I was naive all along

Friendship is a fine line

Especially when you're never wrong