Hold My Beer and Watch This

Another night spent mourning the loss of ambition I can't think straight this isn't me You know that it isn't A waste of time and a lack of a vision I can't make sense of this constant indecision I'm sorry I can't be what you want this time So I'll wait out the tension I'll cut ties Break habits And make sure You notice Even when I'm not around You'll still sing this song Like you want to be found I'm sorry I can't be what you want this time So I'll wait out the tension I'm hopeless and vacant I lose sleep when it's my name you mention I'll cut ties, break habits Before I cave in for a fucking tradition Another Night Another Night Another Night Another Night Another Night Another Night Another Night Spent sleeping without you