In the evening, when I rise
In the mayhem of my mind
Underestimate the circumstance that keeps me up all night
Now I try to clean my plate
And I waste my life away
While I'm jealous of my friends who see the sunrise every day
Maybe next year, I'll outgrow these old clothes
Quit putting off personal goals
I'll get a grip and take control
I'm way too old, so
I'll keep myself in pieces
If I get it together, I won't like what I see, I'll
Make up a million reasons that
Wasted potential looks, it looks so good on me
I don't trust that I won't fail
Sit right here, no setting sail
I don't have an explanation, so I run from expectations
I don't have to go nowhere
If I act too cool to care
So I just resort to humor, let my thoughts avoid the future
Maybe next year, I'll outgrow these old clothes
Quit putting off personal goals
I'll get a grip and take control
I'm way too old, so
I'll keep myself in pieces
If I get it together, I won't like what I see, I'll
Make up a million reasons that
Wasted potential looks, it looks so good on me
I'll keep myself in pieces
If I get it together, I won't like what I see, I'll
Make up a million reasons that
Wasted potential looks, it looks so good on me
I'll keep myself in pieces
If I get it together, I won't like what I see, I'll
Make up a million reasons that
Wasted potential looks, it looks so good on me
In the evening, when I rise
In the mayhem of my mind (so good on me)
Underestimate the circumstance that keeps me up all night