Purgatory

Stuck in a corner
Crossing a borderline
I feel like I won’t survive

I want a resistance
An optimistic
Point of view on a new life

But when I get a second chance
It seems I’ve already messed it up
I’ve got a pocket full of regrets
I’ve got a phone that’s filled with rejected messages

Driving on the wrong side of the road
And still taking a left

I can’t believe what I forgot at your place
Just before I left

Would you call me thiеf if I stole your heart?
Would you still beliеve me if I start?
To try and break this mold I’ve come upon once again

Thinking about how your doing
While I’m not doing fine

This is way too complicated
Where would you draw the line?

‘Cause we’re living with our memories
And trying not to be too friendly
I’m trying to break this mold I’ve come upon once again

Running in circles
Betty the turtle
I’m wearing off the energy

Flipping the brain switch
Making a big wish
For an off-brand reality

But I’ll never get just what I need
And you’ll never see just what I see
Another day means another chance to plea
Another day means another chance to plea
Another day means another chance to plea
(Oh)