Jonah Myers - last page Lyrics

Wasted time
I don't feel all right about
This self-sabotage, but
Thanks for asking how I'm doing

I'm doing fine
I'll see you at nine

Am I not taking care of myself?
Making sure I'm well
Before I try to fix the whole entire world

I procrastinate my prayers
Cause is he even there
And if he was, then would he even care?

I've found my way to the
Last page of this black, spiral bound notebook
I'm still not famous, and that's probably good,
And there's no answers in the back

There's eight more lines
Maybe 9
I waste my life
But only sometimes

Well maybe he's there
And maybe he cares about me
I've run out of space
I'll leave it to grace