I’ve got a sentimental set of excuses,
I’m gonna use ‘em alright.
It takes a certain kind of social recluse
to stay in bed on a friday night.
But I won’t lie down,
I’ll take the pain and I’ll set it free.
I won’t lie down.
Better odds await the faint of heart.
I’ve got a new disaster to start.
I’m gonna make my day.
Way too deep to cash out now.
Upside down & inside out.
I never knew it was not okay.
It’s a neverender.
It takes a certain kind of burning contention
to make you listen to me.
It takes believing that you really can get there,
to justify what you cannot see.
But I won’t lie down,
I’ll take the pain and I’ll set it free.
I won’t lie down, not trying to be who you see in me.
Better odds await the faint of heart.
I’ve got a new disaster to start.
I’m gonna make my day.
Way too deep to cash out now.
Upside down & inside out.
I never knew it was not okay.
It’s a neverender.
I took a year of pain and I hid it away from you.
What’s a kid with a broken heart and a fistful of dreams to do?
It’s a neverender with constant reminders
of why I could never move on.
Looking back it’s like I never saw the signs...
Better odds await the faint of heart.
I’ve got a new disaster to start.
I’m gonna make my day.
Better odds await the faint of heart.
I’ve got a new disaster to start.
I’m gonna make my day.
Way too deep to cash out now.
Upside down & inside out.
I never knew it was not okay.
Better odds await the faint of heart.
I’ve got a new disaster to start.
I’m gonna make my day.
Way too deep to cash out now.
Upside down & inside out.
I never knew it was not okay.
