Trouble Making Friends

Empty bottles
Empty people
All the lonely coins are deep inside an unreachable well

Always lingering for better days
But the feeling of omission here
Are tracing every step of the way
Every step of the way

Even if you're better off alone
The feeling doesn't change
I'll do
I'll do
I'll do
Anything for you
Anything for you

Let me open the door for you
Let me open the door

For I will fight to give you more
For I will die for you to live a better life