I've wasted my time I'm shooting a line I've gotta get out (Won't you help me?) Well I've been lying awake all night just thinking of you But a bottle of whiskey lies heavy obstructing my view I've got a bottle of pills to give me my thrills And I know

Open up again I believe in second chances Please let me in, oh I believe in second chances Oh these days, oh these days get heavy I get older and life fades but you remain Open up again, I believe in second chances I won't break you I will not let you

In you I'm lost It's like a weapon Against the present Of self defense Self defense Present tense I won't get heavy Don't get heavy