Hi guys, my name's Austin and this my first post on here, let me know what you think! This song is kind of a folky acoustic punk-esque tune.

If you ask me I know one fact
When you die you don't come back
It seems so depressing
And yet so surreal
And if you ask god he won't say s***
Because after a while he just up-and-quit
So no one's coming to save you once
Your clothe's have gone disheveled

You're Chewing gum, suckin' on that peppermint stick
Tryin' to pretend I ain't no pr***
It seems like you just can't figure me out
I'm lookin' round, searching for some sanity now
Lookin' for the love they found
It seems like it just stays stuck inside my head

So everyone up there look down at me
And tell me what the hell you see
That makes me keep on questioning
And makes me paranoid
And everyone down here stop laughing at me
Because even I don't like the things that make me
Sobriety-ridden and yet still gettin' by

So yeah ask me I know a fact
I think you're a f****** little brat
Oh wait am i talking to myself again?
And I'll ask god but he won't say s***
Because after a while he just up-and-quit
And no ones coming to save me once my clothes have gone disheveled

So hang around, if you want
Shoot me down if you will
Catch me now if you can
And turn me round, send me home

Yeah ask me I know a fact
I can't stand the way I act
I hate how no one figures me out
And you know you're s***-out-of-luck
When even dad says what the f***?
And everyone's clothes get ironed
While mine are still disheveled

Broken hearts and dirty phone cords
Empty wallets and broken-down cars
I still can't seem to get it right
Broken hearts and broken phones
Tonight I'll end up all alone
And I still can't sleep through the night

Yeah ask me
I know one fact
I know I'm a f****** little brat
Who can't seem to put up a fight
So yeah ask god
He won't say ****
Because yesterday he decided to quit
And no one will ever save us once our clothes have gone disheveled

No ones coming to save us once our clothes have gone disheveled