Here I'm always finding myself coming up and Asking "Where am I?" Here I always try to force something that won't Fit into something i might find Cause we can call it a story But he makes me promise that Every time I say i love him I speak the truth And we can call it a story or Chalk it up to failure One more week of trying to make it Being in the dark I find Looking back there's nothing coming at me It's a double edge we ride put apple in and Avoid contact with eyes Cause we can call it a story But he makes me promise Everything I say I'll finish I do myself And we can call it story Or chalk it up to failure One more week of trying to do make it through And I am tired of hearing But I am tired