Sneaking around at night
We're walking on thin ice, we know it's not right
At that moment we don't care
We want to make our day seem better
It's our choice of cure
People ask if it works, for sure
We go to bed before we go down
If we don't everything will shoot back and we'll wish we were buried in the ground
But there was no more options to chose
We'd rather win than lose
I've been gone for a while
Not for that long but at least I made her smile
He's still there
Pleading for me to come but I'm trying not to care
He pulls his little fit of doing it by himself
But he doesn't know I'm trying to fix myself
I eventually gave in
Obviously to please him
But not only for that
I needed a little release to get me back on track
And now I'm going to try and listen to what my friends have said
Soon to try and stop, It's something I already dread
