You've got your hair in a mat
And your shower is some distant planet
You said so many times you were going to do that, that, and that
When you were in over your ego, like a ***** little aristocrat
You scratch paint chips off the walls, and you can't put them back

You'd never take a life, not even your own
Although you feel it's not worth it anymore
You're looking for some way out, but death's a corner shaped door
Nothing looks fair in life if we're keeping score

So you watched the kids the other day
Rolling die, and making moves, it's just a play
But you're just a pin stuck in your haystack mind
And your personalities are the only friends you've made in the past 365 nights
All your hope is lost in your heart under that dim light

I know how you feel, when you say that death is a corner shaped door
And you want it to take you in the night
Or in a mishap like a car crash or a messy bar fight
But sometimes your head gets ahead of your sight
Sometimes you just have to endure until it's alright