Lowborn - Nothing Left

I’ve been writing you for a while now
You’ve been talking me off the ledge 'bout how I’ve been
Second guessing all that I know I’m
Second guessing if I can call this home thinking

I hate nobody like I’m hating on myself
I do these things I’m hoping everybody bails
I’m leaving letters just in case I lose myself
Am I going to hell

'Cause I got nothing left

I’ve been hoping that it could die out
Wishful thinking that I won’t wreck this chance but I
Keep on inching up to the ledge now
Keep on stepping until the edge gives in 'cause I

Haven’t seen you it’s been a while now
Dodging questions so I don’t have to deal 'cause I
Couldn’t tell you I only want out
Couldn’t tell you I wanna quit 'cause I’m thinking