I Think of How it Ends

I drive around the bend
In my childhood neighborhood
I think of how it ends
And I don't feel so good
I love all of my friends
I wish I was kinder
I know one day it'll end
But I miss how things were

What am I doing?
What am I waiting for?
I feel too much all the time
Overwhelmed to be alive

I wish that I could mend
All of the problems I've caused
I know how this stuff ends
I'll always call my mom
I have a lot to give
And I never receive
Sometimes I wish it'd end
And that you could see right through me

What am I doing?
What am I waiting for?
I feel too much all the time
Overwhelmed to be alive

I don't wanna say bye
I don't wanna say bye
I don't wanna say goodbye
I don't wanna say bye

I drive around again
And I try to choke it down
I think of how it ends