I don't know why my mind does this stuff
I guess I can take it though gotta be tough
when will it stop
I mean really though when am I gonna just drop
I am the thesis of her sadness
jesus, just stop the madness
another night sitting alone
another fight my temper was blown
I guess I flipped and just tweaked
I guess It just slipped emotions peaked
calm still not keeping the cool
drawn thrill shes sleeping for school
I guess its a tempo thing
or maybe a "then go" thing
almost midnight still not sure exactly what this is
almost mid fight she said your exactly what caused this
I mean why let it cut in so deep
just leave why lose all that sleep
right?
wanting to drink
instead just sitting to think
maybe I can just blink and it'll be over
restart find some luck yeah lol a clover
a horse shoe maybe an oracle
naw just setting out looking for a miracle
its like the same thing here and there
a name thing not a hear it here heard it there
maybe shes right
maybe I should just catch a flight
out the door and onto the street
who knows the people I could meet
drunk and clueless its bound to be neat
then again why surrender to the hostility  
like why render to the thought of prosperity
probably wont sleep typical night
my thoughts up all night basically a fight
so I write and complain
maybe i'll kick something up to take in vein
just go for a walk
then we can talk maybe
I guess i'll do that that's what they say in therapy