You’d think by now I’d finally have it figured out
That I’m better on my own
If left to you I’d burn this place to the ground

These times are tough and I’m trying to be tougher
Treading roads of rusted nails
Hoping that I would not suffer
I’d love to follow currents though I fear the open depths that the ocean holds
I’m in too deep and I feel rocks beneath my feet

You’d think by now I’d finally have it figured out
That I’m better on my own
If left to you I’d burn this place to the ground

Wait for a pattern change
It all just stays the same
Put my head in my own hands
To sit here shaking till the dawn begins to break
Just like before

You’d think by now I’d finally have it figured out
That I’m better on my own
If left to you I’d burn this place to the ground

Stay
Get ahold of yourself cause it will not get better from here

But I’m thinking too much
How I’m never enough
And how I fight myself and seem to fall short
Every time you come around I lose control of it all so you should go

Bones of glass in fragile skin
I’m more broken now than I have ever been
A bed of nails underneath my skin
Afraid to reminisce the places I have been
I’m afraid I’m getting nowhere