"There's people that don't know what they're doing, then there's you... And you're worse than them."

Shockingly true, you hit the nail right on the head. Stop trying to fix me, I don't need you for that. For all you know, I could be trying to self-destruct. I could like begging for an addiction, just so I have one to fix. I might like being this carefree and that sloppy. Stop trying to reach me, stop trying to understand. I don't understand my own thoughts, even when they're not used, I get them first hand.

I can dance around this as long as I want, I'm not broken yet. Just a few more pushes and I'll be over the edge. I'll stop dancing. I'll face this, I'll debate myself, I'll figure this out. I'll write it down, I'll do the math, I'll cut my loses, and life will move on.

Give me one more hard time, one more heartache, maybe that's just what I need. Throw one more stick in my spokes, stick one more curb in front of me. Maybe I'll trip, or better yet, crash and burn, let me crash and burn. Set me on fire, it's just what I need. Pull my head off, screw it back on straight. My thoughts are crazy, but they like to lead.

Give me one more minute, one more hour, one more day. I know I'll figure this out. Don't stop that clock, don't close this door, please don't close this door yet.