It's in the Blood pt. 2

Invasive and nauseous i'd rather go home Than be stuck on this bed next to you, all alone As my face turns pale, and I look away You turn around and ask if I'm okay "I don't know" So I'll go smoke away all these feelings after telling myself this time's enough But i won't give up that now cause it's the only way i know how to cope Tired and ready to give it all up With my foot on the gas, seems the trigger got stuck With my mind buried inward, like that's safe place to hide Marinated in all the bad ideas i've left behind "I don't know" So I won't. I"ll just stay home tonight and watch wrestling Or something apropo This shit's a joke, and I've been the damn punchline for Like, 23 years in a row I had it, I lost it And I must have dropped it On the way to this party that's already started I don't mean to whine, or waste your time I just don't know what i'm gonna do with mine I just need to know where I stand I just need some time to figure it out