Confessional - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I don’t know where to run

Everything feels so wrong

There’s man with a mask in my home

Kneeling in front of a confessional

I only know a few chords, and a lot of mixed metaphors

It’s hard to think I’m responsible for even myself, much less this girl

No light came at dawn, and I am barely holding on

The shutter snapped and it froze the frame, but I barely recognize my face

I only know a few chords, and a lot of mixed metaphors

It’s hard to think I’m responsible for even myself, much less this girl

One day I’ll be better, I hope that you never

Feel as lost as I do today

It changes with the weather, it’s the worst in November

My head swirls as the colors change

I drown it in alcohol so I can sleep

I’m not strong, no not enough

To wake and face the morning sun

Unexceptional, completely and totally forgettable

Maybe it’s not rational, but nothing makes sense to me at all

I know it isn’t fashionable, but I wear it so fucking well

One day I’ll be better, I hope that you never

Feel as lost as I do today

It changes with the weather, it’s the worst in November

My head swirls as the colors change

I drown it in alcohol I never thought that I would end up here this way

There is a storm cloud outside that I can’t ignore

The water’s rushing in through an open door

Slowly it rises

I can still breathe, but I have to be reminded

That my heart is still beating and this feeling will pass

It can feel defeating, but it never lasts

And through a different lens the glass is half full in fact, I got it

But there’s a storyline that is only in my head

I’ve spent half of my life wishing I was dead

If there is part of this that I shouldn’t have said, I’m sorry

To fix it I have to get back to the place it first started