Run it back, run me over
Run me through the wash, faded colors give me closure
At my best when I'm sober
What did I do different?
I forget what made me so sure
Of myself and my friends
Looking for success and we're only getting colder
It's my health, I know what's best
Fuck up my attention span, I'm only getting older
On the wall, let me posture
I can see the difference in the way they called you over
Way too small to talk through
No one leave the room until we all feel closer
So find help, fix what's left
Not to ease the tension, but to satisfy the hunger
It's the hell I built myself
Barely pay attention when you tell me that it's over