Stumbling on stolen grass
You never know just where you're at
I ask myself a dozen times
Would she really wanna roll the dice?
I wonder if she feels alright
Making me so enticed
Suddenly someone sighs
Softly while they shut their eyes
Check me out in the garden
Talking to some martians
Struggling to find yourself
Believe me I know that hell
Say some words, some gibberish
They might be nice lyrics
Hold the phone at my worst
Not sure what to write for this verse
I look back into the past
To be grateful for where I'm at
People I've known, friends I've loved
I wasn't trying to hurt anyone
I was dumb, infatuated
Didn't think that I'd meet expectations
Heart was hard and made of stone
A broken spirit dried up my bones
I'm staggering on broken glass
Not quite sure where I'm at
You ask me a hundred times
What happens when I roll the dice?
You wonder if I'm fine
Catching me drying my eyes
Suddenly I start to sigh
Softly while I shut my eyes