Runnin around the same old streets
the same old town
Bottom of a bottle
I can't put down
I can't believe all the things that I've seen
God only knows
if it's real or a dream

Behind all these walls I build
it feels like i'm running up a hill
Now and then I get anxious
so what
no one knows
and no one ever will

No one can say what you want them to say
even if they could
do you think they should?
I can't do what you want me to
even if I could
did you think I would?