I’m in over my head
Just begging you
To tell me something
I can hold on to
For one more endless night
I’m so sick of sleeping here
Stuck in my own mind
Wondering if I’m in the right place
Call it what you want
But I feel empty
Like a courthouse
On the fourth of July
I’m sick of spending all this time
Between who I am
And who you want me to be
My self-improvement can’t be sacrificed
And I won’t let you pull me
Back under your spell
Won’t make the same mistake again
If I knew then
What I know right now
I would have buried this shit
Six feet under the ground
Saying goodbye to all your obstinance
And selfishness
Might be the best decision
That I’ve ever made