My best friends asks me what's wrong
And I tell her I'm just tired
And that's the truth, only halfway
I'm tired.
Tired of being sad
Tired of being angry
Tired of being sorry
Tired of being tired
I'm tired of breaking my own heart
I'm tired of fighting all the time
Sometimes, I'm just tired of breathing
My best friend asks me what's wrong
And I tell her I'm just tired
And that's the truth, only halfway
