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