Can I shed this skin in the sake of progress? 
Without it there would be [bad word] left for me to sleep in and moving 
on just doesn’t feel like an option 
I’m as set in stone as all of my bad habits 
All I wanted was to not feel like a burden 
It only hurts worst when I know you’re worrying 
It’s something that I didn’t want to share 
So forget all of the times that I wished that you cared 
But I’m sick of all these ceilings and not enough bright skies 
And telling everyone I meet that they’ve caught me at a bad time 
I guess I need to learn to love me 
But I’m not convinced I can because of my history 
(There was) a time when my friends were 
Blood under my fingernails and smoke from my cigarettes 
Anything to block out the noise like 
Late night lonely drives or trying to kill my voice 
But it was your driveway I parked in that night 
You told me it was okay to not know how to make this right 
simple plea- tell me not to hurt myself 
It doesn’t mean anything from anyone else 
I’ll try not to live everyday like a sleepless twenty four hour [bad word] to my grave 
I’ll try to find my own strength, I just need to push all of these stones away 
I’ll try to make it through today if you don’t concern yourself with how I medicate 
One day I’ll change all of my ways, maybe not today, but one day, one day, one day