Hollow - dying in designer

Another week, another drink

Just to get me by

Your taste on my lips

I can’t deny

Drown my sorrows in the bottle

Feel so hollow

I feel so hollow

I’m always running back to you

I’m always running back to you

All that she had put me through

I’m still in love with you

Need your taste

I need your smell

No, I’m not doing well

Try to tell you I’m in hell

I try to tell you I’m in hell

I don’t wanna think

I don’t wanna try

Tired of my life

Got nothing left inside

I don’t wanna think

I don’t wanna try

Tired of my life

Got nothing left inside

Another week, another drink

Just to get me by

Your taste on my lips

I can’t deny

Drown my sorrows in the bottle

Feel so hollow

I feel so hollow

I’m always running back to you

I’m always running back to you

All that she had put me through

I’m still in love with you