So this is what it feels like when you finally lose your spark
and this is what it feels like when you finally sober up
The sentence was prison bars or army camoflauge
Is it a real choice, get locked away or touch dirty bombs

And if words on a page could
save my world, I'd write all day
But words won't change mistakes or take away
their consequences

When I go I'll leave this note
I've hit my all time low
from my toes up to my throat
I've hit my all time low
I live life til I lost control and
I've hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I've hit my all time low

Either side feels like surrender
but I have mouths to feed
It's a prison cell block going towards the Middle East
I'm inbetween just who I was and who I'm supposed to be
the choice for me is wearing convict gray or military green

And if words on a page could
save my world, I'd write all day
But words won't change mistakes or take away
their consequences

When I go I'll leave this note
I've hit my all time low
from my toes up to my throat
I've hit my all time low
I live life til I lost control and
I've hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I've hit my all time low

Stay or go
I feel I'm at the end of my rope
Stay or go
I feel like I am never going home
I wish there was someone else to blame
I wish words could change the way I feel today
If words could save my world
I'd write all day forever

I've hit my, I've hit my
I've hit my all time low
I've hit my, I've hit my
I've hit my all time low
I live life til I lost control and
I've hit my all time low
My last words carved out in stone and
I've hit my all time low
Woah oh oh oh
I've hit my all time low
Woah oh oh oh
I've hit my all time low
Woah oh oh oh
I've hit my all time low
Woah oh oh oh oh oh