Coming Back Around

Rolled out of bed about a quarter to three

I still can't shake the damn shake in my knees

And this asshole in the mirror

Is wonderin' what the hell's the matter with me

Another bad case of the Sunday blues

Pop another top, gonna spin some tunes

Singin', "Gone to Carolina"

And jump up and down in my blue suede shoes

Maybe I don't really feel that bad

After all, look at all I have

Are you quick to call me crazy

If I have half a mind just to give it back?

'Cause I'm still runnin', chasin' after somethin'

Well, I'm findin' all the things that bring me down

Oh, why's it only ever worse before it's better?

But I'm comin' up on comin' back around

Quick Stop, pit stop, 3 a.m.

We're fallin' asleep, it won't happen again

Can you call me in the mornin'?

'Cause maybe I can make it make sense by then

But it's hard to smile in the pourin' rain

Southpaw cigarette to ease my pain

Prayin' for the sunrise

To spark my hope for another day

'Cause I'm still runnin', chasin' after somethin'

Well, I'm findin' all the things that break me down

Oh, why's it only ever worse before it's better?

But I'm comin' up on comin' back around

And I'm comin' back around

Yeah, I'm tryna rise above it

But I'm stuck on never stickin' around

But I just can't help but love it

'Cause goin' up is still worth comin' down, oh

'Cause I'm still runnin', chasin' after somethin'

But, I'm findin' all the things that bring me down

Why's it only ever worse before it's better?

But I'm comin' up on comin' back around

And I'm comin' back around

Yeah, I'm comin' back around