i feel like im battling myself these days
a hard fight to win
stubborn
i am my own worst enemy
what a cliche
chalk it up with the rest i guess
its hard to keep my mouth closed
i play the victim a lot it seems
a victim of my own doing
more accurately put
confused
afraid of failing
afraid of succeeding
afraid of life being boring
afraid of being sober
i find comfort in an empty glass
ok, maybe three empty glasses
i find comfort in your arms too
but i see fear in your eyes and
distant i can't cope with
so i just turn away
im tired of trying to read
the expressions on your face
trying to stay ahead in this game
tired of the fighting
tired of the trying
tired of the lack of love we seem to withhold
tired of the "i told you so's"
tired of this shit
cuz its getting old
tired of not drinking when i want
tired of smoking all this pot
tired of the unwillingness to change
tired of how things same the same
tired of my job i love and hate
tired of doing it all for someone else's sake
oooooh