Running out of reasons to try.
Running out of things to say.
Running out of smiles to fake.
Running out of ways to lie.
Running out of reasons.
What the f*ck am I going to do?
This is my life.
What the f*ck am I going to do?
Too busy to hit bottom.
I don't have time to burn out.
I live to toe the line so bring it on.
I'm not interested in conciliation.
I don't have time for sympathy,
And I hate surprises.
If this is it then let me know.
If it's gonna get worse I can take it...try me.
It's the best that I've got.
Make it enough.
It's the best that you'll get.
Make it enough.
I don't have time to hit bottom.
It takes too long to climb back out.
I don't have time.
Bring it.