I swore to some high-up old dude
That I'd never find myself going back to you
But that was old news
And now I'm confused
And it's starting to seem more like what did I do

And I can't take it anymore
I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore
And you're that lemonade that I've been waiting out for
So I'll take a sip and it makes me sick
But I reminisce and I forget that we're a

Plane crash, train wreck, tornado on a straight path
Always coming back for more
(All I remember is)
Night skies, car rides, everything seemed all right
That was just the eye of the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm

And now when it passes August
It's always hard to digest
Why in the hell that I left
Was it really that bad?
Did we just quit or give this
To little time to fix it
We all have disagreements
But was it really that bad?

And I can't take it anymore
I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore
And you're that lemonade that I've been waiting out for
So I'll take a sip and it makes me sick
But I reminisce and I forget that we're a

Plane crash, train wreck, tornado on a straight path
Always coming back for more
(All I remember is)
Night skies, car rides, everything seemed all right
That was just the eye of the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm
(The eye of) the storm
The eye of the
I can't take it anymore
I'm a castaway, hallucinating on the shore