I think my head is shutting down. I've lost all feeling in my hands. Can't hold onto where I've been. It seems I'm finally getting numb. All I need is a sedative. I know that you said I've been using too much and it's wrong. But it's a matter of opinion and I think you might be wrong. And if you loved me as much as I love you, you'd know you were wrong. No more waking up hating all the choices that I'm making, I'm finally breaking away.