Back up on the road, all alone in my head Every time I blink, I'm on a different stage Every girl I see, can't help but see your face So I overmedicate hoping that Wonder who you’d fuck if I was gone Show me it’s real baby Fuck me through the phone Stacking missed calls in different time zones Sold out shows baby and I cry alone You were never there It's slowly breaking me down, act like I don't care I'm only vibing, I need help to climb the stairs You know, I don't feel so bad I think I was so fucking knocked That I Thoughts of leaving it all behind feel like again Gun to my temple backstage as I scream How come lights they ain't never what they seem I'm out of hope, just another Oddy trope I'm familiar with slipping in a downward slope Untie the rope, I start snorting all that fuckin' dope I left a note tell, them all I said I'll miss 'em tho I gotta go, there's a piece of me back on the road I left a trail just in case, I need a backup soul If there's a hole I'll fill it one day, I don't know I learned to cope and find a way to never self implode I know how it goes I didn't mean it, bro It happened all so slow I'ma struggle till I'm soaked Blood, sweat and tears on my robe Rusted hope can be cleaned and made into gold