i've been in a room with my regrets
strangled cold and queasy now
you and all your friends have got your heads screwed on right

it brings me down
i heard your voice and started to sweate
you saw my eyes dart to the corner of the restaurant

where we'd make excuses and horrible mistakes
we're killing time and saving face
everything could work out just fine

i might as well be a blind man
'cause i'm sick and tired of feeling around all my life
i could stare a whole year away

just to hear that there is some good news
my heart is open, bleeding
i'm suffering from the medicine bottle blues

i'm biting the head off small-town loyalty
cause i can't take it
don't hate yourself for your blackened veins

i'm the one that cause the hemorrhage
have you heard that love is dead?
now remember i'm the one who faded

and couldn't handle simple conversation
and ended up just singing about it
and we don't have to laugh about it

or ever tip our f**king hate about it
asleep, you're falling asleep
my thoughts weight heavy on the coldest shoulder

is everyone alive and doing well?
i can't wait till i'm older so you won't recognize
me running like hell

everything could work out just fine
i might as well be a blind man
'cause i'm sick and tired of feeling around all my life

sleep it all away and dream of something so incomplete
i'm drowning in disaster
next time i'll live life faster

sleep your life away with me