I wrote a song about being suicidal

Put it on the internet and it went kinda viral

And my old friends we don't talk anymore

But I still have the memories of waking up on their floor

And I'm mighty proud of where I'm at

But I'm one bad day from falling back

And I'm one bad day from relapse

And I'm gon' find myself right back in rehab, yeah...

I ain't above it, I know I'm not

I am blessed with everything that I got

I thought by now these thoughts would stop

But I still have these dreams where I am takin' shots.

Johnny called me late last night

And I told mr. walker just go home, whoa oh...

I prayed I'd make it through the night

Now I'm, I'm wakin' up all alone.

If I ain't with the band and I ain't on the road

I don't know who I am when I am home alone

And I buy all this stuff 'cause I wanna feel something

I feel something for a minute then it's back to feeling nothing

All these books piling up on self-improvement

How the hell can I improve if I'm gonna read but I ain't gon' do it

And I'm at war with myself

Battered and bruised from my mental health.

Johnny called me late last night

And I told mr. walker just go home, whoa oh

I prayed I'd make it through the night

Now I'm, I'm wakin' up all alone.

Johnny's still callin' me

Johnny's still callin' me

Johnny's still callin' me.

I think I'm fat so I don't eat

I pop a zanny and I send my ass to sleep

I wake up just to do it all again

Will this shit ever end.

Johnny called me late last night

And I told mr. walker just go home, whoa oh

I prayed I'd make it through the night

Now I'm, I'm wakin' up all alone.

Johnny's still callin' me

Johnny's still callin' me

Johnny's still callin' me

Johnny's still callin' me.