Take a Little off My Plate

I've been waiting for a chance To do it all over again I dream of open roads The ones that lead you right back home Someone take a little off my plate I'm thinning the lines between decision and fate I blew my top off kneeling To one's way out Oh maybe ill die Or maybe I'll give it all a try Oh maybe I'll die By giving it all a try I'm on the verge of a nervous mental breakdown If I'm not already living it I'm nearing what feels like a wasted life line If i havent already thrown the years preceded And the years to which im headed I see myself sitting in the middle of the room The empty home of my teenage brooding It's not the ash covered walls nor the well lived creaking floors That make me feel like I do when I'm alone Oh maybe i'll die Or maybe I'll give it all a try Oh maybe I'll die By giving it all a try