There you go again, holding on to all your broken friends.

Your stories are the same, just different settings and different faces.

You make the same mistakes, but that okay if you're honest at the end of your 

day.

But that's okay if you're honest at the end of the day.



Another day, a brand new place 

to feel it out, to figure out 

am I a burden, am I plaque

Just hear me out before I bring you down with me

I've got some bridges to rebuild 

While you sit safe at home 

You fake your smiles to feel complete 

Wrapped under someone else's sheets.

Wrapped under someone else's sheets 



My head sail sets east 

I packed nothing but my broken tools,

only to find more broken answers  

This isn't what I was looking for

This isn't what I was searching for



I've got some bridges to rebuild 

While you sit safe at home 

You fake your smiles to feel complete 

Wrapped under someone else's sheets. 

Wrapped under someone else's sheets.

I've got some bridges to rebuild 

While you sit safe at home 

You fake your smiles to feel complete 

Wrapped under someone else's sheets.