Sober.

I don't wanna be the girl that laughs at laudest, or the girl who never wants to be alone. I don't wanna be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning, 'cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home. Ah, the sun is blinding, I stayed up again. Oh, I am finding that that's not the way I want my story to end.

I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me. But why do I feel this party's over? No pain inside, you're my protection. But how do I feel this good sober?

I don't wanna be the girl that has to feel the silence; the quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth. Please don't tell me that we had that conversation (I know we did), 'cause I won't remember save your breath 'cause what's the use?. Ah, the night is calling, and it whispers to me softly 'come and play'. I am falling, and if I let myself go I'm the only one to blame.

I'm safe up high, nothing can touch me. But why do I feel this party's over? No pain inside, you're my protection. But how do I feel this good sober?

Coming down, spinning round. I'm looking for myself.. sober. When it's good, then it's good, it's so good till it goes bad, till you're trying to find the you that you once had. I have heard myself cry never again, broken down in agony trying to find a friend.