Call the police

I'm done, shoot your gun
I think it's time to take it back to where we started from
Your pain, my pain
I write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again
And all I see is a mass of confusion of who I am and what I gotta be

Closed eyes, big lines I get so tempted just to let it ride sometimes
Looks good, tastes bad Makes me wonder where I buried all the dreams I had

And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be
All I feel is you've been tying me down To something that just isn't real
And all I need is some truth,
God help me Before the devil buries me

I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way
Well I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away
Call the police, 'cause I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed

I'm awake, why wait
I don't need someone to tell me who to be today
Quite sure, unlike before
Came off the road and I forgot what I was looking for

And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be
All I feel is you've been tying me down To something that just isn't real
And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me

Can't just hack at me, you know
You might just have to let me go
Closed in, I need some room to grow
You don't know what you think you know
Hiding behind your pop machine
So you can break someone else's dream