Going back and forth inside my shut up brain again (You gotta let her go, gotta let her go) Worlds apart, I'm torn apart, I'll stall up my senses (You
what your told, going up in smoke and you're a ghost you know in the end you'll be walking the tight rope. Son take it from me life's more than the
Maybe I'm jaded and bored Always looking for more Wait around for the next big fix I know I'm a wreck, I'm a mess But I couldn't care less Don't know
I'm on a mission To see what?s been missing My favorite song is on repeat But it?s just not helping me My eyes have been wider But never been brighter
I remember that I kind of laughed At the sparks that spread the flames Over all the ugly memories these past three years have made Then I waited for the
So you're feeling like you're just a waste of space now and you keep feeling like you're always out of place, Don't you think it's strange you always
This song is for everyone that said I was Programed, hardwired, that I'd self-destruct They'd say I was destined to always be desperate They'd say I was
I can't seem to recognize Either side of this modern version or fading person I was I tried to memorize dates and times of Old accidents and the failed
I've been down wandering past 2nd Street And looking at the ghosts of you and me And thinking back on all those memories Of how we used to be I've been
Frustration that I've been facing I don't remember how but I've lost motivation I can't stop this sinking feeling from creeping over me I can't stop myself
These are all the reasons why I'll be exploding tonite And why this chip on my shoulder Feels like a mile wide It's from the overwork, overtime compromise
Hello six pack of confidence Been so many nights since we first met Glad to see you've brought all your friends For another night of plastic cup politics
She's gonna break soon, gonna break soon, gonna break soon She's gonna break soon, gonna break soon, gonna break soon With so many problems in her life
I've come to my senses that I've become senseless I could give you lessons, how to ruin your friendships And every last conviction, yeah I smoked them
It's never been so crystal clear that I've been dying six months a year And arguing with strangers about why I'm still here, woah oh And no one let's
By this time tomorrow You'll get out on the streets of Chicago Walkin' all the way home from commuter trains Oh yeah, yeah, yeah By this time tomorrow
Welcome home outcast because I know how you have felt over the years The truth is that looking at me is like looking in the mirror And I know how it
the loneliest of nights With the strongest drinks and longest lines, it's not that big of a surprise That you're feeling more dead than alive You're feeling more dead than