Practice Makes Perfect

I’m running out of grace just dealing with myself
I’ve fallen right in line with this whole world that’s gone to hell
My patience all but gone, there’s nothing left to take
And nothing I can do that makes a difference anyways
You would think it would be easier the second time around
I take rejection like a winner, I’ve gotten used to falling down
I’m running out of breath from fighting way too much
And trying way too hard to just outrun who I once was
I’m giving up the hope 'cause here is where I break
So bring on all the fallout from the choices I have made
You would think it would be easier the second time around
I take rejection like a winner, I’ve gotten used to falling down
And all this time, keeping me in check
Just kick me when I’m down because it hurts a little less
And all I know are all my mistakes
But once again I’ll watch all that I love just slip away
You would think it would be easier the second time around
I take rejection like a winner, I’ve gotten used to falling down
You would think by now I’d figure out what I was doing wrong
And all the reasons that escape me now are reasons I’m alone