I know I shouldn't be out alone.
But I don't want to stay home.
Here I am out in the open,
pretending, smiling, like nothings broken.
My mind is begging my heart,
to take me home so I don't get torn a part.
Too bad I'm already at this bar.
I know I should stop, but I've already come this far.
It's only for this one night.
Get my fix and I'll be fine.
Deep down I know I should've locked down my door.
But I also don't want to go home cold.
I wish I could say it's not my fault.
I hear my mind begging my heart to stop.
Yes, I know I could be torn apart.
But it's too late because I've gone too far.
