sitting here like forty ounces

waiting to be drunk

I always seem to want what I don't want

it's more than I can handle

still I want another shot

even without it , five minutes from now

I'll find I can't stand up

on the edge , I've been there

and it's just as crowded as back home

though the waves are strong

it's easy enough to swim on back to the shore

sometimes , couldn't my eyes just stay at home ?

'cause sometimes

seeing doesn't see me through

someday maybe someday

couldn't we take all our mirrors down

'cause sometimes seeing doesn't see me through

I'd love to believe you

when I say always and all ways :)

but from what I've seen

you can't see me through

there's a question in your head

though you're thinking