Doubts

I'll never get you outta my mind

It keeps me awake and it keeps me alive

Now that you finally figured me out

I can go home and rest easier now

So what's left to lose

Now that I've got nothing you're having your doubts

Pack all of your bags and move them all out

Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts

What am I supposed to do now

I haven't felt quite like myself

For months on end

I spend more nights on the floor

Than in my own bed

And I never see my family or my friends anymore

And I'll write more apologies than metaphors

So what's left to lose

What am I what am I supposed to do now

What's left to lose

Now that I've got nothing you're having your doubts

Pack all of your bags and move them all out

Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts

What am I supposed to do now

What's left to lose

What am I supposed to do without you

What's left to lose

What am I supposed to do without you

Now that I've got nothing you're having your doubts

Pack all of your bags and move them all out

Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts

What am I supposed to do now

Now that I've got nothing

What am I supposed

Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts

What am I supposed to do

What am I supposed to do now