I'm Breaking Promises and Breaking You Apart
While This Constant Battle Rages in My Mind.
Over Which Path to Take
How Much of This Is Fate
And How Much Is Just a Waste of Time
Because I Don't Know Just What I Need
Stuck Somewhere in the In-between
3 in the Morning and I Wish That I Could Sleep.
But I'm Wide Awake.
Medicine Bottle's Laying Empty On the Floor
But I Still Can't Make These Headaches Go Away
More of a Bastard Than I've Ever Been Before
I'd Be Better Off Just Bashing in My Brains.
Bridge:
All This Feels Like It's Some Other Life
Doesn't It Seem Way Too Dark Tonight
Because I Don't Know Just What I Need
Stuck Somewhere in the In-between
3 in the Morning and I'm Writing This All Down
And I Hope It Makes It Easier Somehow.
