August 5th

Seventeen, I’m drinking out the bottle

Fifteen, not thinking about tomorrow

Thirteen, I’m chasing dreams

Twenty-four now, out on tour

Twenty-one, I’m drowning out from sorrow

Failing college and I’m stuck here at a crossroad

Eighteen, I need release

Battling insecurities

Oooh

I’m always at the end of the road

Always trying to see how it goes

I don’t know

Oooh

I’m always trying to get out my way

Always thinking it stays the same

The only thing that it does is change

Twenty-two, living in a small apartment

Momma sick, work late so I can pay rent

Nine I was, bright-eyed

Writing songs that could get me by

Bottom line, there will always be a reason

To be scared or to be what I believe in

Rest assured, as long as I’m breathing

I’m not running, I’m not leaving

Oooh

I’m always at the end of the road

Always trying to see how it goes

I don’t know

Oooh

I’m always trying to get out my way

Always thinking it stays the same

Only thing that it does is change

Oooh

I’m always at the end of the road

Always trying to see how it goes

I don’t know

Oooh

I’m always trying to get out my way

Always thinking it stays the same

Only thing that it does is change