hopeless romanchicks

Here's the problem
I'm getting tired of drinking
Every goddamned day
When I have the chance

This road won't lead me to nowhere
There's a brick wall waiting for me at the end
Sometimes when I think past tense
I get locked up in the present
Abuse the drinking substance
Let's try to stand your legs don't work yet

I can't stand it
I can't stand it
You don't wanna
You don't wanna
You don't wanna communicate

I push the door
(If you say so)
You let the sun in
(I'm fine)
What do you have to hide?

Can I rewind to yesterday
But who am I to run from fate?
Can I rewind to yesterday
But who am I to run from fate?