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