I'm coming home tonight I think I'll be alright I'll have some rest right now I really think I'm feeling fine But would I really lie Actin like I'm fine Lyin with my thoughts And see it all just pass me by But am I really wrong Even if its odd Seeing them around Reminding me of all my flaws And even if its real I wouldn't make it mine Muzzled down in steel Whenever I would close eyes What do I really want I'll pine until I know Grip it with my hand It slips until I let it go When its said and done And all around they fall I'll die behind the wheel Cause never would I really stop