I left some poor habits in the city of sin but ill be back to pick them up again A little something to keep me warm The neon lights they kept me up all night I longed for home but I dreaded the drive Ten uncomfortable hours
This all must start and end with something maybe I knew it was with me all along Now I have this chance to change and still I make mistakes
You make me go outta my mind Just another waste of both our time I haven't got a back up plan or a plan at all
I need my dreams to dream at night A little something to keep me warm Where is the disconnect and what's the fucking point? As if there is really even a point at all.
Its the roll of the dice My last chance to get this right