I've been getting high,
To keep these feelings down.
My head in the sky,
My knees on the ground.
In the arms of a stranger,
I've found myself alone.
Far from her eyes so tender,
Forgotten and gone.
Now I'm so tired,
That I think I'm dying.
I'm so worn out,
Because I keep on trying.
I hope this weariness,
Gets the better of me.
The eternal sleep takes over,
And I can lay restfully.
When I was younger,
I was afraid.
Of falling in love,
And being unmade.
But now I'm older,
And I see what happens.
When chances are taken,
And your heart is open.
Now I'm so tired,
When my heart has been broken.
A stranger devil,
Has been awoken.
I hope this demon,
Gets the better of me.
I close my eyes,
And die peacefully.
The days grow darker,
And the nights they scream.
Through a smoke-filled mirror,
And my last whiskey dream.
In the midst of this sickness,
I will now be awake.
Time to fight the weakness,
There's new chances to take.
Now I'm so tired,
I grow weary of crying.
I'm taking the chances,
Or I'll die trying.
I won't let a broken heart,
Get the better of me.
I'll shed my old skin,
And find who I can be.