I'm Breaking Promises and Breaking You Apart While This Constant Battle Rages in My Mind. Over Which Path to Take How Much of This Is Fate And How Much Is Just a Waste of Time Because I Don't Know Just What I Need Stuck Somewhere in the In-between 3 in the Morning and I Wish That I Could Sleep. But I'm Wide Awake. Medicine Bottle's Laying Empty On the Floor But I Still Can't Make These Headaches Go Away More of a Bastard Than I've Ever Been Before I'd Be Better Off Just Bashing in My Brains. Bridge: All This Feels Like It's Some Other Life Doesn't It Seem Way Too Dark Tonight Because I Don't Know Just What I Need Stuck Somewhere in the In-between 3 in the Morning and I'm Writing This All Down And I Hope It Makes It Easier Somehow.