if i could think straight
i'd do this all over
these two wasted years got me
feeling ten years older
exchanging emotions
i want them two make sense again
how will i feel when
it's coming to an end again

now i am taking
another step back
and crushing old relationships
with a matter of fact

living in a strange house
i always wake at 8 am
and jump on the bus line
i'm doing this the best i can
writing it down
the right things that they're telling me
but it's so hard to focus
with all these things in front of me

chorus

is it a crime to confess that the truth is a lie?
i'd bottle it up just as soon as i drink the insides
i swear i'm complete but there's nothing to hold me in tact
so i'm opening my mouth and i'm breathing a matter of fact

matter of fact