I'd call you hoping
To see things differently
And maybe wishing
Things never got this bad
But life is filled with filler
A lot of things don't mean much
Sometimes these times can be a killer
And I don't plan on being your crutch

These days I've found the pep
In my step that I've been searching for
For my whole life and I can't help
The things you do and I won't try anymore

Like that I'm rudely interrupted
Pulled from a fantastic fever dream
My mind's been bent and corrupted
Don't expect you to know what I mean
All I wanted was some compassion
Some care never hurt no one
Guess I'm looking in the wrong direction
Maybe I'm just staring too hard at the Sun

But I like the way it feels
When I'm bathed in all it's glory
My skin tingles on the steering wheel
White lights tell a gory story
When you're mourning in the morning