Retrace your steps yet again
Cuz I can’t find the end
To the beginning of all your problems
Sweaty hands, and bloodshot eyes
What a clever disguise
Your on your hands and knees
Scratching at your hopes and dreams

A crooked smile, a well placed lie
Better get your kicks before you die
Losing face, losing time

Barely holding on
To what we got
Blackout nights and trouble with the cops
And did I forget to mention
That the road to hell is paved with the best intentions

It’s the same old excuses
You better call for help
You better stop me right now
Before you hurt yourself

The youth is always reckless
Dragged down, strung out, distressed

A crooked smile, a well placed lie
Better get your kicks before you die
Losing face, losing time

Barely holding on
To what we got
Blackout nights and trouble with the cops
And did I forget to mention
That the road to hell is paved with the best intentions