Different Couches

I’m missing the days of
Ignorant bliss
When I was unaware of
The safety surrounding us
When all is stripped away
Nothing is the same
I’m trapped inside my mind
When every single day
I’m dying when I wake up
Babe I’m walking on a thin line
Cause I’ve been
sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Every night to keep my sanity
I’ve been sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Trying to remember how to breathe
I’m going back to where I started
Everything that I have
Is in the backseat of my car
I’m looking at this life I’ve been given
and I’m scared to find that
I don’t want it anymore
Every now and again, I drive by that old house
And every face behind every wheel of every car is the likes of him,
haunting me now
I’ve lost who it was I was trying to become but I am
dying to be free
I am picking up, every single one of those scattered little pieces of me
Cause I’ve been
sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Every night to keep my sanity
I’ve been sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Trying to remember how to breathe
I’m going back to where I started
Everything that I have
Is in the backseat of my car
I’m looking at this life I’ve been given
and I’m scared to find that
I don’t want it anymore
Cause I’ve been
sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Every night to keep my sanity
I’ve been sleeping on a different couch, different bed, different house
Trying to remember how to breathe
I’m going back to where I started
Everything that I have
Is in the backseat of my car
I’m looking at this life I’ve been given
and I’m scared to find that
I don’t want it anymore