I found myself in Riverside In the back of a bar in those deep brown eyes I get it, I need a change 5 a.m. took you away And sent me home with a bitter taste I get it, I'm gonna change You'll have to think way less of me
White knuckle nights I am barely getting by But I'm getting by
Broken clock and mirrors feel up my emptiness I could not stand to see the look on my own face Each morning I wake up I tell myself I'm not tired Everyday it just gets harder to smile Sit back I promise I'll be fine I only ask that you keep quiet on this drive
Decisions in question I'm fighting off depression I haven't been happy in a while