I've started to erase this last year. Replacing everything I came to fear. But my head's still trapped inside your sheets. More and more I think that I k**ed me. Growing up under florescent hallways, Brother lied under hospital tray, Now I call this place my second home, Some fears die - others grow. And I would take his hand and go to the river, Crisp ice on eyes just made me stronger, I'd do all his d** to make it go away, I still drink. I drink it all away. Sitting in parking lots, watching stars rise, Sitting in parking lots, I'll never feel right, Riding my bike until my face feels numb, I can't remember the last time these hands were mine, I f**ing hate everything I've become. Maybe I'm older, but I'm not wiser, I still feel just as blinded. And I drove your car alone myself that night, The heat didn't work - skidded over black ice, And you walked me home, stumble drunk again, To a dream that you had that I didn't fit in. And I swear I tried as best as I could, To fix broken bridges and make better on good, I'd follow you, you know that's just me, It's not what I want but it's how I breath. Maybe I'm older, but I'm not wiser, I still feel just as blinded.