| I look past all the flashing lights
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| Drive through ignore the warning signs
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| When things blow up I close my eyes
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| And shake it off as if it’s justified
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| Wash the shame down with another drink
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| I get high I don’t wanna overthink
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| My body’s shaking my head is weak
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| But I’m too afraid to leave
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| Life goes on new day same show
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| Cuz if I change I could feel more low
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| So I do another encore, one more‚ when it hurts the most
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| Calling it quits I don’t wanna admit
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| That I’m‚ that I’m
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| Stuck in the cracks and I’m going down fast tonight‚ tonight
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| Calling it quits when I gotta make up
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| My mind, my mind
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| No going back cuz I’m already on the borderline
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| I’m in purgatory
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| Middle of the story
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| Pulling back and forth from surrender and glory
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| All the pressure internally
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| It could very well be the death of me
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| Caught up in the middle
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| Center of the limbo
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| Seeing through the shards of a broken window
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| If the looking glass disagrees
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| It could very well be the death of me
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| Calling it quits I don’t wanna admit
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| That I’m, that I’m
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| Stuck in the cracks and I’m going down fast tonight‚ tonight
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| Calling it quits when I gotta make up
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| My mind, my mind
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| No going back cuz I’m already on the borderline
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| Calling it quits I don’t wanna admit
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| I’m too far gone but I’ll never forget
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| What it feels like being young and dumb
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| Wondering who I’d become I don’t know man
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| Losing all ambition
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| The angel on my right no I never listened
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| The voice in my left ear made the decisions
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| I’ll the pay the price now cuz I get what I’m givin'
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| Calling it quits I don’t wanna admit
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| That I’m, that I’m
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| Stuck in the cracks and I’m going down fast tonight‚ tonight
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| Calling it quits when I gotta make up
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| My mind, my mind
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| No going back cuz I’m already on the borderline
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| I look past all the flashing lights (It could very well be the death of me)
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| Drive through ignore the warning signs (It could very well be the death of me)
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| When things blow up I close my eyes (I'm left with what I am)
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| No going back cuz I’m already on the borderline |