I've got one pack of cigarettes from the night I gave up

Just in case I need to pull them out if this all gets too much

I stuffed them into the back of a drawer

With letters and a broken watch

And there's enough pills in there that I could make this stop

Every day I'm getting closer to giving in

You don't wanna see the situations I've been living in

I don't get out much but neither do you

I beat myself up the whole night through

The only way I win is by not giving in to oblivion

I've got a fistful of dreams you would not believe

And I hold them close and carry them everywhere with me

Cause I don't trust myself, and I know you feel the same

But there is nothing I can to do to show you that I've changed

It's a little like Christmas

It's a lot like a war

Wasting time with the same old lines, I can't force this anymore

Distressing images flash across our screens

I'm a crisis actor cast as the romantic lead

I've got one pack of cigarettes from the night I gave up

And there's enough pills in there that I could make this stop

Every day I'm getting closer to giving in

You don't wanna see the desolation I've been living in

I don't get out much but neither do you

I beat myself up black and blue

The only way I win is by not giving in to oblivion