2 Am and she calls me cause I'm still awake Can you help me unravel my latest mistake I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season.
-My hands shake as I pick up the phone on my dresser. I press the buttons softly, careful not to wake my parents sleeping in the next room. The tone rings twice. My best friend in the whole world picks up. "Hey, do you have any idea what time it is?" she asks, her voice heavy with sleep. I start crying. She asks what's wrong.
Yeah we walk through the doors so accusing their eyes Like they have any right at all to criticize Hypocrites you're all here for the very same reason.
-My friend drives me to school the next day. I don't want to be there, but I know I'll end up being miserable staying home. We walk in the doors and it feels like everyone is staring. As if they somehow know.
Cause you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button girl So just cradle your head in your hands. And breathe...just breathe, whoa breathe...just breathe
-Current issues class totally did me in. I ran out of the room, barely breathing and into the safety of the girls' bathroom and collapsed into tears. Of all the days we had to talk about rape cases...
May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
-I can still smell the alcohol on the man's breath and the feel of his hands on me. And hear me crying for help. It makes my skin crawl.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for while But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles Wanna hold him but maybe I'll just sing about it
-This boy in my class is being so kind to me. He says he thinks I'm cute and that he wants me. Strangely I find myself wanting him back. But how can I begin to tell him what I've been through?
Cause you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button boys so cradle your head in your hands And breathe...just breathe, whoa breath...just breathe
-I love him. He makes me feel like I can breathe again. I'm not drowning anymore...
There's a light at each end of this tunnel you shout cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out And these mistakes you've made You'll just make them again if you'll only try turnin' around
-As we lay in each others' arms I know I need to tell him. As I pour my heart out to him, his eyes fill with tears and he pulls me close. We both cry...
2Am and I'm still awake writing this song If i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten' the life it belongs to.
-This weight has been lifted off me. It feels so good....
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud And I know that you'll use them however you want to.
-I know this boy won't hurt me. The pain is gone. He set me free...
But you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable And life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button now Sing it if you understand...yeah breath Just breathe... oh...oh...breathe
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