Thanks to You

　　Thanks to You - All Time Low

　　Thanks to you, I'm moving on

　　Chasing out my skeletons and the troubles they have caused

　　And all thanks to you

　　I'm turning over the pages in this book of revelations about self-medication

　　But there's this ringing in my head (who said it was gonna be easy?)

　　As the ghost of you hangs over my bed

　　Thanks to you, I'm not myself

　　I'm all strung out, that much is clear

　　And I'll spend my whole life-time with your life-line wrapped around my throat

　　Thanks to you

　　All thanks to you

　　Thanks to you, I've lost my touch

　　I struggle to find the sense in making sense

　　And giving a semblance of a fuck

　　And thanks to you, for all the nightmares

　　There's not a night that I sleep quiet and complacent without my medication

　　'Cause there's this ringing my head in (who said it was gonna be easy?)

　　As the ghost of you hangs over my bed

　　Thanks to you, I'm not myself

　　I'm all strung out, that much is clear

　　And I'll spend my whole life-time with your life-line wrapped around my throat

　　Thanks to you

　　All thanks to you

　　But there's this ringing in my head, as the ghost of you hangs over my bed

　　Thanks to you, I'm not myself

　　I'm all strung out, that much is clear

　　And I'll spend my whole life-time with your life-line wrapped around my throat

　　Thanks to you

　　Thanks to you

　　Thanks to you

　　Thanks to you