what the hell have you got to look forward to
i don't hear anybody knocking at your door
your whole life has been a message in a bottle
dumped in the ocean, never reaching any shore

at the point where nothing makes you happy
these days seem darker than they've ever been before
here it comes again, that old familiar feeling
get sick and leave your troubles on the floor

(just when i thought you were breaking down
just when i thought you were breaking down
she found you
just when i thought you were breaking down
just when i thought you were breaking down)

you're shuttin people out has become more like a reflex
they used to be your friends, but they don't know you anymore
don't mean to hurt you, but it's my only self defense
i make myself a mystery, so they don't know who to look for

look at yourself, have you noticed your complexion
looks like you've been spending too much time indoors
in the mirror can you see your reflection
or am i the only one who's noticed that you look bored

(chorus)

i watched you fall apart
and never made a sound

what the hell have you got to look forward to
i don't hear anybody knocking at your door
your whole life has been a message in a bottle
dumped in the ocean, never reaching any shore

at the point where nothing makes you happy
these days seem darker than they've ever been before
here it comes again, that old familiar feeling
get sick and leave your troubles on the floor

(chorus)

Writer : LOOBKOFF, SERGIE / BEEBOUT, JASON
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.