Moving On

I try to get high Just to get by I'm sick of falling for them Where has my brain been They smile, I melt I hate the cards I've been dealt My heart says yes, my brain says no I must learn to let it go God I hate this feeling, why can't it go away Sometimes it's hard to like someone who isn't gay So I'll try not to get high Just to get by And stop falling for them And persuade my brain to listen.