Roy's Our Boy

You know where I hide my keys On my front porch (to my front door) I'm passed out on my trampoline Just wishing things were like they were before Happiness became a chore Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow And you're just a failure if you move back home I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone I'm so alone, I'm so alone Just look at the dead leaves crumbling beneath our feet And that first semester wasn't good for me I get nervous so I bite the sides of my cheeks I won't notice 'til my mouth begins to bleed Well, you know where I hide my keys On my front porch (to my front door) I'm passed out on my trampoline Just wishing things were like they were before Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow And you're just a failure if you move back home I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone I'm so alone, I'm so alone Seasonal depression puts your face in the snow And you're just a failure if you move back home I'll break the bad habit that I sleep with my phone I'm so alone, I'm so alone