August 5th

Seventeen, I’m drinking out the bottle
Fifteen, not thinking about tomorrow
Thirteen, I’m chasing dreams
Twenty-four now, out on tour
Twenty-one, I’m drowning out from sorrow
Failing college and I’m stuck here at a crossroad
Eighteen, I need release
Battling insecurities
Oooh
I’m always at the end of the road
Always trying to see how it goes
I don’t know
Oooh
I’m always trying to get out my way
Always thinking it stays the same
The only thing that it does is change
Twenty-two, living in a small apartment
Momma sick, work late so I can pay rent
Nine I was, bright-eyed
Writing songs that could get me by
Bottom line, there will always be a reason
To be scared or to be what I believe in
Rest assured, as long as I’m breathing
I’m not running, I’m not leaving
Oooh
I’m always at the end of the road
Always trying to see how it goes
I don’t know
Oooh
I’m always trying to get out my way
Always thinking it stays the same
Only thing that it does is change
Oooh
I’m always at the end of the road
Always trying to see how it goes
I don’t know
Oooh
I’m always trying to get out my way
Always thinking it stays the same
Only thing that it does is change