Miserable - Weakened Friends

I was in need of this

Hands weak, all clenched, caught up in a fist

And you came and found me there

You took your time and you took me away from

All of your friends should know

All of the time that I’ve spent alone

To keep it away from you

All of this time I was just brushing through

'cause we are the worst, we’re the worst kind of people

Always so tired and always so miserable

I was a sinking stone

Caught in the water so far from home

But you made it simple to

Want to keep moving and keep this afloat but

I wasn’t looking out

Keeping in check, looking after myself

But you make me want to now

But it’s always these things, they’re tearing me down

'cause we are the worst, we’re the worst kind of people

Always so tired and always so miserable

We are the worst, we’re the worst kind of people

But I’m done being tired and I’m tired of being miserable

We are the worst, we’re the worst kind of people

We’re always so tired and always so miserable

We are the worst, we’re the worst kind of people

And I’m done being tired and I’m tired of being miserable