Loving, Self-Loathing

The optimist that died in me awoke to the pale blue in your eyes

To show me there's a world I gave up long before

I married to the bottle, hit the road, and chose to go it alone

This world can lose all meaning

Burn and break your spirit

But something about you says it's not too late for me

If we all could learn to fight our demons

Yeah and I've got regrets but still there's

Something about you that says it's not too late for me

So show me, give me half a chance to be for you the person that I buried deep inside

For once I'd rather live than die and sympathize with anyone who

Doesn't find the kind of second chance I did

This world can lose all meaning, burn and break your spirit

But something about you says it's not too late for me

If we all could learn to fight our demons

Yeah and I've got regrets but still there's

Something about you that says it's not too late for me

Too late for me to come clean