Making the drive to Conyers, Georgia and I am falling asleep
Behind the wheel of my Hyundai Sonata
Where I've been staying all week
Well here's the facts I cannot help
My patterns that I've got ingrained
Maybe I am super tired
Though I feel super lame
I feel super lame
Chelsea's shaving her legs in the bathutb
And drinking wine out of a box
Making sure every person she's ever loved knows
That they were not her crutch
"Dammit who is there and why am I so scared?
It's not that I am ill-prepared, it's that I'm unaware."
That is progress for certain
Let's pull back the curtains
I'm getting fatter and I can feel that
Everytime I buckle my seatbelt
I wanna fix it but I'm way too goddamn lazy
And I see people I hate every day of my life but I'm too much of a coward to say anything
And I need the courage to speak my mind
I also need to shut up half the fucking time
And I can't keep a secret cause I am full of regrets
But it is my biggest weakness......
And I know for sure
That it's progress for certain
Let's pull back the curtains.
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