IntroC....I gotta, I
F'm
I'm probably just gonna get out of here for a bit, take off
ChorusC...Probably won't text and I probably won't c
Fall
C...There really ain't much I wanna do at a
Fll
C...The weight of my steps breaks the pain of my f
Fall
C...But I gotta leave, get outta these four wa
Flls
VerseThese four walls of my
B
Cedroom just feel like I live in hell
And my livin' room more like a prison cell
I'm just st
Fuck in a rut and I can't get out
'Bout to turn that **** into a wishin' well
And I w
Cish I could know what to do
Wish I could fix what is broken in two
I look at the s
Fky, it's just stormy and blue
And I open my eyes, I just open a wound
Pre-ChorusSo a t
Cext or a call, I'm ignorin' it
Gall
Cut off a
Fll of my friends just to stare at the wall
Lie in b
Ced, I can't sleep, I'm just caught in-b?twe
Gen my lo
Fve
They won't find me
ChorusC...Probably won't t?xt and I pr
Gobably won't c
Fall
(Won't call, won't call, won't call)
C...There really ain't much I wanna
Gdo at a
Fll
(At all, at all, at all)
C...The weight of my steps breaks the p
Gain of my f
Fall
(My fall, my fall, my fall)
C...But I gotta leave, get outta t
Ghese four w
Falls
(These walls, these walls, these walls)
OutroC.....
F.