(C. Burton)

 

Staring into space
I try to convince myself
It doesn't really matter that
I'm living your life not mine
Then holding my head up high
I swallow hard and ask myself why
How is it I find myself here with you

I keep turning off lights
And getting under covers
Caught up in your nights
Crying for the answers
Oh, I keep turning off lights
And rolling with the thunder
Fighting for my life
Crying for the answers
Oh, I keep turning off lights

What is this need
I have for giving too much
Then I feel guilt for
Never ever taking enough
I keep making the same mistakes
How much more do I have to take
I'd rather die than have to face the night

I can't hide, I can't run
I don't know who I'm really running from
I guess I know
I'm trying to avoid myself