My Stomach Feels Like My Throats Been Cut

It's as simple as this
South of the bridge
It's as simple as this with a girl
'Cause I might just give in
It's as simple as this
South of the bridge
It's as simple as this with a girl
'Cause I might just give in

I'm fucking broke at the moment
Numbness
I've got no hope
If I get no success
I'll buy some for me

This is me
Is this me?
Pathetically
This is me
This is me
Is this me?
Pathetically
This is me

Take this mess

If this is what I meant by being blissfully content
Empty pockets and an empty stomach
I am more deluded than I ever pretended to be
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste I've witnessed
If I tried, could have been, could have been more than this

I'll fold 'cause I'm folded
I'll halt 'cause I'm halted
It's a pixelated way to say I'm on the way out
And I'll grow when I'm crushed
And I'll talk when I'm touched
And it's a civilised way of trying to speak and not shout