A parking deck
At 3 am
He's on the other line
Through fearful whispers
He can tell that I am far from fine
And honestly
He might have saved my life that night
The year 2007
I began to fight
'Cause you can't call a doctor
And just tell him where it hurts
You weigh the choice to live or die
And don't know which is worse
Stumbling through darkness
Grasping for a shred of light
Wrestling your deamons
'Til you reach the other side
Others chalk it up to heartbreak or a passing phase
In fitful sleep you scream
«I'm not supposed to feel this way»
I don't have answers
But I made it through the rain
And happiness is worth the temporary pain
'Cause you can't call a doctor
And just tell him where it hurts
You weigh the choice to live or die
And don't know which is worse
Stumbling through darkness
Grasping for a shred of light
Wrestling your deamons
'Til you reach the other side
'Cause you can't call a doctor
And just tell him where it hurts
You weigh the choice to live or die
And don't know which is worse
Stumbling through darkness
Grasping for a shred of light
Wrestling your deamons
'Til you reach the other side