Here I’m always finding myself coming up and   Asking “Where am I?”   Here I always try to force something that won’t   Fit into something i might find      Cause we can call it a story   But he makes me promise that   Every time I say i love him   I speak the truth   And we can call it a story or   Chalk it up to failure   One more week of trying to make it      Being in the dark I find   Looking back there’s nothing coming at me   It’s a double edge we ride put apple in and   Avoid contact with eyes      Cause we can call it a story   But he makes me promise   Everything I say I’ll finish I do myself   And we can call it story   Or chalk it up to failure   One more week of trying to do make it through   And I am tired of hearing   But I am tired