Nights of broken sleep with the wrong people in my dreams Last night I woke up to the sound of myself Trying to figure out what all this means I didn't find a damn thing I'm begging and pleading for some consistency Just an inkling of stability My half-lit headlights are making it hard to see a thing On this drive home We're all lost souls trying to find a way to happiness It might be tough to drag yourself up and away From the mess you've made It's easy to complain about the hand that you've been dealt But you know that you're the only one to blame The world never owed you anything I always thought I had it figured out That sincerity was the way I'd end up With the life I wanted But twenty-three years on my hands have never felt so empty The promises I let myself believe keep Slipping from my grasp We're all lost souls trying to find a way to happiness It might be tough to drag yourself up And away from the mess you've made It's easy to complain about the hand that you've been dealt But you know that you're the only one to blame The world never owed you anything I'm sleep deprived Looking for anything to calm my racing mind Most of these nights It feels like I won't make it to the morning We're all lost souls trying to find a way to happiness It might be tough to drag yourself up And away from the mess you've made It's easy to complain about the hand that you've been dealt But you know that you're the only one to blame The world never owed you anything