Maybe I’ll cut some bangs
Maybe I’ll quit my job
Maybe I’ll drown it all out
But I hate alcohol
Maybe I’ll turn off my phone
Drive with nowhere to go
Maybe I’ll change what I’m eating
Until it starts to show
A quick fix for all my complicated
Anything just to numb all the pain
God I swear I tried it all
Put bandaids on my bullet holes
And it’s no use cause I can’t heal without you
Turn the music up too loud
Just to drown the silence out
There’s danger in the quiet
So I turn to all my vices
Fill every moment that I got
With anything but my thoughts
Always running on empty
Cause I sprint my marathons
A quick fix for all my complicated
Anything just to numb all the pain
God I swear I tried it all
Put bandaids on my bullet holes
And it’s no use cause I can’t heal without you
Slow me down
Slow me down
Slow me down
The older that I get
I think of all I’ve missed
I won’t waste another minute
Looking for that quick fix
