Friendly Advice

Three in the morning asleep on your floor
You ask me what I want I answer you that I’m not sure
I’m cold, I don’t wanna go home
I wanna feel something I don’t wanna feel so alone
All the time I can’t make up my mind
If I’m lying to us both when I tell you I’m fine
So hold me close, I’m not ready to go
When you put the wick out I’ll be the last one to know

Can you help me be close to alright
Do you think I could stay the night
I’ll be gone in the morning as if I weren't there
You can wash me away like the smoke from your hair
When it circles the drain I’ll do the same
And bе nothing

Could you give me some friеndly advice
How to live when it feels like I’m dying
When everything I thought that I had is gone
Living for somebody else for so long
That even I believed it, but god was I wrong
Gripping my throat while I’m grasping at straws
Trying to find reasons it took me so long to mean something