Your thinking isn't clear
Spent all these hours turning inward
With your head inside the mirror
Pack your bags, and cut the tags
Don't think we're being insincere
A change of pace seems needed
I'll shift into gear
Finally checked out again
You've lost your only friend
Except for your mother
And maybe your brother
If you talked to him
And they're worried about your heart
While it tears this fucking family apart
I put you in the car
Drove you to the navy yard
Up around the southern bend
And back to the row again
And it took me a while
But I promise I'm trying to smile a little more
Cause I know you've been feeling ignored
And you grind your teeth
And they let you know
That the numbers still aren't changing
Your heart's still running slow
And you've said it again and again
I know that it's in part to him
Stop looking at your skin
And you grind your teeth
And they let you know
That you might be getting better
But it's all still running slow
And you've said it again and again
I know that it's in part to him
But you can't let it win