I don't want to say that I'm afraid to die

I'm no good at goodbyes, I can't apologise

And if I don't stop now will it follow me down?

I guess I have to try, it's the art of getting by.

'cause I sunk some ships with selfish lips

And it all came back to me

I was terrified, I never told them why

And the songs I wrote 'bout hearts I broke

Would never come for free

I cheated and I lied but I meant it when I cried.

So what do you say when you lose your way?

The past is in the past, it isn't meant to last

But if I can't let go, will you carry me home?

Can we celebrate the end? I'm asking for a friend.

'cause I filled my bed with my regrets

But it hasn't killed me yet

None of it mattered, none of it mattered

And the mess we made on fridays

Gave me sundays on my knees

But you still matter, you still matter.

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter

You still matter.

I don't want to say that I'm afraid to die

The past is in the past, t isn't meant to last

But if I can't let go, will you carry me home?

Can we celebrate the end? I'm asking for a friend.

Home

Can we go?

Can we go?

Can we go?

Home

Can we go?

Can we go?

Can we go?

Home

Can we go?

Can we go?

Can we go?

Home

Can we go?

Can we go?

Can we go?