sober

Slam the door out the back Dirty carpet Hold my feet the the floor Just letting out slack Got a shadow Hiding out in your face I'm so sick of this Run-around Its second rate Yield sign on the Side of a separate way But what if I told you There's no going back You sell a line like your knowing that And what if I told you What's following every time you run It's alright You follow through Without looking back There's nobody over If its true Won't you tear it down There's nobody over No we've gotten sober