Thinking Binge (Stripped)

I've been, I've been, I've been On a thinking binge I'm throwing back all of these thoughts My dad asks me about my bills And I can feel that pinch It's like he just snapped a helmet Underneath my chin And those pictures on the fridge Just taunt me with the truth— That I peaked at 21 I'm coasting on my youth So where do I go? And what do I do? I'm stuck in this place I ran away to I've been, I've been, I've been On a thinking binge I'm throwing back all of these thoughts And I cringe, I cringe, I cringe As the burn sets in At the man I fear that I'm not, no If I sit here through the night Until my eyes are red There'll be no one here to tell me "It's time you get to bed" So where do I go? And what do I do? I'm stuck in this, stuck in this place I ran away to I've been, I've been, I've been On a thinking binge I'm throwing back all of these thoughts, mm-mmm And I cringe, I cringe, I cringe As the burn sets in, yeah At the man I fear that I'm not 2, 3, 4 Yeah So where do I go? And what do I do? I'm stuck in this place I I ran away to, oo-oo, yeah I've been, I've been, I've been On a thinking binge I'm throwing back all of these thoughts, ohhh And I cringe, I cringe, I cringe As the burn sets in, yeah At the man I fear that I'm not Ah, ah, oh! Ah No!