Autopilot

Too late is beside the point

I traded in my dreams for prescriptions and coin

A penny for my thoughts on my quarter life crisis

Do you have the time to hear my virtues and vices?

Don't call this casual

'Cause we're hoping for a miracle

We put in the time, and tested our patience

Six hundred miles and exposure for payment

You can string me along

Like a hook to a played out song

You've always been a part of me

And I've been waiting patiently for things to get better

You're just like Chicago weather

You're hot and cold, I never know

I melt for you, and then you turn to snow

Under pressure and underrated

I'm wearing myself thin

I'm held together by shoe strings and casual sin

Wrong place at the worst time

Did I do the right thing with the right people?

With the right people

Wrong place at the worst time

Did I do the right thing with the right people?

With the right people

You can string me along

Like a hook to a played out song

You've always been a part of me

And I've been waiting patiently for things to get better

You're just like Chicago weather

You're hot and cold, I never know

I melt for you, and then you turn to snow

I know that I get tunnel vision

But it's worth it just to keep the feeling

Mistakes and regrets

Headaches and missteps

And you think we're misguided

I know that I get tunnel vision

But it's worth it just to keep the feeling

Mistakes and regrets

Headaches and missteps

And you think we're misguided

Wrong place at the worst time

Did I do the right thing with the right people?

With the right people

Wrong place at the worst time

Did I do the right thing with the right people?

In case you forgot

You can string me along

Like a hook to a played out song

You've always been a part of me

And I've been waiting patiently for things to get better

You're just like Chicago weather

You're hot and cold, I never know

I melt for you, and then you turn to snow

(And then you turn to snow)

And then you turn to snow