Logistics Video (MV)

I'm fond of my expressions lacking
Pharmaceuticals and questions
But my mind won't seem to ease
And I can't speak to your reason
You're caught up in all the things that she did
You're driving while she's searching for the keys

And I don't owe you
I don't owe no one
I don't have to speak
And say what I don't mean

Maybe it's time to look into your mind
And erase the hate to which you prescribe
You only abide by friendly advice it seems
I don't want to wait another decade
To think about what I should see
When you look back at me

Your shadow fits you nicely
A pleasant place to look when lights are blinding
But when you stand still it's just staining the concrete
I can't place your logistics
You talk as if you might have finally fixed this
I'll allow you to engage in your hyperbole

Maybe it's time to look into your mind
And erase the hate to which you prescribe
You only abide by friendly advice it seems
I don't want to wait another decade
To think about what I should see
When you look back at me

Familiar emotions
Inviting me to stay
But the roads that I rely on are eroding away
Empowered by our grievances
Our demons remain
At least for one more decade
I say what I don't mean

Maybe it's time to look into your mind
And erase the hate to which you prescribe
You only abide by friendly advice it seems
I don't want to wait another decade
To think about what I should see
When you look back at me